Last Saturday, we got a remedial lesson on hot water bath canning. It is something I have always been interested in, but never did. Mostly, because like Ralphie in
A Christmas Story ("you'll shoot your eye out"), I was thwarted by my mother's undeterred fears of succumbing to a painful and undignified death from botulism or being impaled, maimed and otherwise disfigured by shrapnel spewed by an exploding pressure cooker. Food borne illnesses be damned! We will have apple sauce this winter!
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