My buddy don gave me a box of wild plums. By box I mean, giant fucking box of plums.
15 jars of Ginger plum jam, 7 jars plum BBQ sauce, 2 bottles plum infused vodka, 2 bags of pie filling, and some plum ice cream later… the box of plums has been defeated.
OK, almost defeated. Because it wouldn’t be complete without silly labels.
WANT. Because seriously, ginger plum jam made with possible sentient creatures sounds tasty, especially when matched with goat cheese.
For sure! denhac on the 29th…
I can’t wait for DIY day!