I reboiled my jam and it set. The relief.
I had made six jars of jam, that ended up as syrup. By the time I went to reboil the jam there were four and a half jars left, so the syrup was all right then? I could have just left it alone, but I had something to prove, to myself at least.
Self worth as measured in ability to set jam? I am getting sad in my old age.
On a lighter note, I was showing the girls at work the picture of Dave Thomas on the previous post this morning when a very attractive lady came in. I served her, and it was obvious she had some sort of North American accent. She saw my computer screen and made some passing comment about the picture. " Oh, that's Dave Thomas ," I said, " We were discussing how hot he is."
The consult continued and then I needed to label something. "Your surname please?"
"Thomas."
Yup that's right.
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