Rhubarb Jam-a-lam-a-ding-dong (Life List Update)

 Make rhubarb jam. Check.  Make husband fall madly in love, again. Check.





My dear soon-to-be (in a year!) brother-in-law graciously brought over 3 pounds of rhubarb from his mother’s garden for me to make this jam.





So, I chopped it up, dug out some frozen raspberries and strawberries and let it simmer.  And simmer. And simmer some more.





Until it turned into fruit lava.  There is seriously nothing scarier than heating sugar to high temperatures.   MAKING JAM AND LIVING ON THE EDGE.


But I survived.  And the jam is good.  Real good.  Sometimes I surprise myself.