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Giving — It’s What Holds Us Together
You could say it is the jam that binds us to one another.
My mother grew up in the ’30s during the depression as a teen and that generation understood the value of using what you had and never throwing away anything that might be needed later. It also meant that you would make or preserve any fruit, vegetable, or meat that was given to you or you had on hand.
Canning
My mother would can any type of fruit she was able to get her hands on. They would be canned and put in our outdoor pantry for our dessert after dinner throughout the winter. Cherries, peaches, apricots, and pears,
She loved making apple sauce. She would cut the apples, core them, and then cut them into pieces. Next, they got boiled with water, lemon juice, and cinnamon. Mum always got sweet tasting apples from a neighbors tree.
She had a funny-looking apple strainer (see above). Once the apples had been boiled and were soft they would be poured into this strainer and then the wooden roller that would fit into the bottom of the strainer would roll around the edges and squeeze the apples out into a large bowl that…
