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7 comments:
Look at all those beautiful jars. Well done! Eat and enjoy!
I think I'm off the hook for relish, but we may still have another tomato night or two coming our way. And don't think I haven't been pondering that no-cucumber relish recipe of yours all this time.
I have way more than I need of the chow-chow relish. I'll leave you a quart jar at our mutual friends (we'll see them in two weeks) and next time you're there, get it from them to try. Deal?
Hey, where's my relish? :)
Looks like your garden did better than ours this year...'course, that probably might have something to do with the respective effort...
That is simply beautiful. And the poetry is just as tasty!
God bless!
Glenda, awesome! Thanks!
RM, well what are you living out there in the corner of nowhere for?
RevFisk, I'm indebted to that storied poet, Mrs Jumbo. Imagine me with a long trunk, wherein is cradled a quart jar of tomato sauce. I sing to it softly and sweetly.
mmmmm.....relish.... (I can vouch for its delicious-ness!)
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