If it’s winter, it must be marmalade season!

Most of you aren’t old enough to remember a movie with Suzanne Plechette called “If It’s Tuesday, This Must Be Belgium.” I don’t remember much about it either since I watched it in my teens, but I love that title and love to riff on it whenever I can.

My mom loved marmalade, but it took me a number of years to love it as much as she did. And now I am hooked. In fact, so is hubby. He claims to love jelly more than jams because he doesn’t like chunky stuff as much. And he claims to love black raspberry jelly. WELL, I have come to the realization that that in a fire and he could only save either the black raspberry jelly or the marmalade, it will always be the marmalade. Every. Single. Time.

And of all the possible permutations of marmalades, we have settled for the full grapefruit version. One day, I may try making a pomelo marmalade but it’s harder to find those around here. #NotTheTropics

zesting…I love big chunks of peel
is this beautiful or what?
the first batch
safely stored in our root cellar…part home-canned stuff, part store-bought stuff

Do you have a favorite jam or jelly? Have you tried making it yourself?