|This shows the 2011 edition of Ball Blue Book Canning Guide|
Last Thursday I told y'allI I was going to attend a Canning Boot Camp. I did. And it was AWESOME!!
Saturday dawned cool, grey skies and the air was permeated with the threat of rain. I traveled the short distance from my house to the outskirts of historic Lebanon in search of the beckoning nirvana. To the Jam and Jelly Lady Cannery. I travelled the quiet streets and roads following the hastily scribbled directions on a post it note. The only noise that permeated my thoughts was the occasional schwump of of the windshield wipers scraping across my window. The miles began rolling by as the houses and buildings dotting the landscape became less frequent. Vast expanse of greens, gentle curves and slightly raise elevations.
I almost passed the drive because I was zooming along and had the road to myself. (I may have hit the brakes and slid a bit, then backed up to make my turn--but there was no other traffic on the road and therefore no witnesses!) The gravel crunched under my tires as I made my way around the back of a sprawling country house. Once I had traveled the length of very long drive I faced the cannery tucked snugly behind the house.
What first struck me about the cannery is the welcoming appearance. There is a small covered porch dotted with a several bistro tables and chairs. The Jam and Jelly Lady, Sonya's, son ran out to me me and to me his mom was in the cannery. I gathered my purse, apron, my thoughts and headed in the building.
Sonya greeted me warmly as she and her daughter bustled about the commercial kitchen in preparation of the course. Several other students were already there and had claimed the settee talking quietly and whiling away the minutes. I sank into a an upholstered rattan chair and began the people watching process. Just as the remainder of students arrived, the skies opened with a heavy rain. The cannery was a welcome respite of bright and warmth in comparison to the fickle weather.
Creamy butter yellow walls, concrete, floors, stainless steel appliances, a huge wood and angled iron island took center stage. Over the sink was a large picture window with view to a large expanse of green and collection of canning jars lining the sill.
*NOTE* This post was modified to protect the intellectual property of The Jam and Jelly Lady.
Pectin Free Strawberry Jam
Jars of strawberry jam
|These have a shelf life of 18-24 months|