One of the goodies was a box of cranberries. I had seen the cranberries when I went with them two weeks ago, but didn't buy any then as I had already filled the trunk and back seat of Duane's car with produce. When I first saw the box they brought me, it ran through my mind that it was awfully small. But when I measured out the berries from the box, I found that it held the equivalent of 15 bags of cranberries from the grocery. At less than half the price of store berries. And they were beautiful berries. There wasn't a bad one in the whole lot.
So yesterday afternoon I made cranberry sauce. Forty-two half pint jars of cranberry sauce.
Duane and Becky were still at my place when the first batch came off the stove, ready to go into the jars, and after a taste test, they pronounced it wonderful.
I think I will just sit here and admire these lovely jars for a while before moving on to the next project that involves 50 lbs. of potatoes, some carrots, peas and onions.
Gotta love the Farmer's Market. And those who are willing to shop and haul and carry for me. Thank you.
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