Tomatoes

While we were raspberry picking at Berry Patch Farm, I decided to commit myself to canning and bought 23 pounds of tomatoes. I had to take the plunge, or suffer 1,000 fruit flies and a huge guilt complex.

So I did it without regrets. (A not so patient John may argue otherwise.) I had only one casualty when the bottom of a jar burst off. Oops. Oh yeah, the water and the jars should heat up at the same time. As Clara would say,"Duh!"

So we can now look forward to yummy winter chili and soups, and hopefully NOT botulism.