July 4th strawberry lemon marmalade, of which the two year-old says "Whassina jar? Whassin it? Iss strawberry lemonade!" Crazy tart and wonderful.
Now I'm trying to figure out exactly how many jars of summer we'll need for the (many) months when the small perfect strawberries of July are a distant memory. On toast, stirred into homemade yogurt, filling birthday cakes, shared with friends, um, eaten directly out of the jar (I'm looking at you, small children of mine)...hmm. I think we might be looking at two jars a week for the off season.
I'm looking forward to a summer of executing a whole host of delightfully excessive plans.
Happy fourth!