To be absolutely spot on the mark, I should have a picture of my fresh strawberry shortcake or my strawberry/spinach salad here under this title. As it is, I have pretty jars of strawberry jam before it went into the freezer, and strawberry sauce, my own recipe. It gets frozen as well.
This year in my part of Ontario, strawberries were amazing; in fact, as Sue at Red Barn Berries said, it's the best year ever. And even though I don't usually freeze berries anymore, my husband and I did hull a few for these goodies. Couldn't resist. The jar we put in the frig to use is almost gone but the others are waiting safely in the freezer for that cold day this winter when we'll feel like a taste of summer.
I'm not sure when the best feeling of accomplishment strikes, when I see the freshly jarred berries glowing red on my counter or when I go to my freezer and pull out the fruits of my labours to enjoy while winter's winds whistle at the keyholes.
My daughter carries on the tradition. She made strawberry-fig jam with a friend, teaching yet another convert the benefits to both tummy and personal well-being of preserving summer's succulent treats. And that's a good thing. Martha Stewart would be proud.
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