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Nov 14
fiction, nonfiction 1 comment challenge: Cooking
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Ginger Jam

"I always thought you used fresh ginger..."

"No no no, Lana-Rose," Jaja pats my hand, "Candied ginger. Good thing I’m teaching you now, or else you’d have some very spicy jam.”
Every year my grandmother used to send us a jar of ginger jam with a box of oranges. I ate that stuff on everything. One year, I went to Florida to visit her. I was so excited because I would finally be learning how to make this illustrious ginger jam.
“It’s THAT simple?”

“Yeah. Just boil the ginger long enough to get all the preservatives out, then you just blend it.”

“Hm. I always thought it was so good, so it must be really difficult.”

“You and Tante Sylvie, you love that jam. You know she will have jam with anything! A ham sandwich, sopropo, she’s crazy.”

I chuckle a little, “I guess the best things in life are simple.”

“Yep. You know, I should show you how to make peach jam. They only sell peach jam down here in the summer. After that,” she shrugged, “that’s it. You gotta make it yourself.”
As we waited for our jam to cool down, I put on some showtunes. She loves Broadway musicals. That must be where I get it from.


 
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  1. ShanRippWriting
    Nov 15, 2018

    This was so sweet and I smiled the whole time reading it!

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