Today I saw a mini Ball jar in my cabinet that was labeled "Blueberry Chutney," and I realized that I never blogged about a wonderful gift I received in the mail from GabbyGail. She's one of those people who actually does canning all summer (unlike me, who edits an entire cookbook about canning and then still can't seem to bring myself to do it). She sent me this lovely assortment:
The one on the left is fruit ketchup, which Julie will tell you goes with everything, even roast chicken. Yum. In the back is peach jam, and I hope I don't need to tell you how delicious real peach jam is. We especially like it spread on challah toast with butter. On the left is—ohmygod—black forest preserves, which is a chocolate-cherry combo. Wow! We put it on ice cream, but I keep forgetting that I want to try it on a peanut butter sandwich as sort of a cross between jelly and Nutella. And then there's the blueberry chutney, which we haven't even sampled yet.
One of my favorite singer-songwriters, Greg Brown, has a wonderful song called "Canned Goods," in which he describes his family dinners: "Taste a little of the summer, Grandma put it all in jars." That's just how I feel when I taste peach jam in the winter.
Thanks again, Gail!