When My Beloved is away on a business trip, I tend to eat things that require little or no preparation and can be eaten standing over the sink to save washing the dishes. It's not a pretty sight.Toast or English muffins figure large in my solitary dinners. If I can't eat it comfortably over the sink, I find a good book, settle in to read while enjoying my simple dinner and barely taste what passes for a meal.
This time, however, I had an awakening - one might even say an epiphany - while munching my muffin. I had spread it with a little new-to-me McEvoy Ranch peach jam, and it was eye-openingly good. Not too sweet and richly peachy, it lifted the humble muffin out of the boring and into muffin stratosphere.
I have enjoyed their Meyer lemon marmalade and their olive oil is to die for so I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised by the excellence of the peach jam. They are located in Petaluma, too, so I can enjoy supporting local products. A taste of this jam brings back August memories of sweet, sunny peaches fresh from the tree now in dark February when we need them most.
That's what the beauty of preserving food is all about.
ReplyDeleteGood.
I am still enjoying my Bartlett pear jam from The Wild Pear. I always say it tastes like a fresh pear in a jar.
ReplyDeleteCookiecrumb, one of the things I'm looking forward to about retirement is time to do some canning/freezing/etc. Shall we do it together next year?
ReplyDeleteDagny, man, does that ever sound good! I'll have to look for that!