Breach!

 

Ta-DAAAHH!

Have you ever seen anything more beautiful than my homemade grape jelly? I think it's pretty much perfect. And I don't even like jelly.

This gorgeous set of seven jars is only my second attempt at making grape jelly. My first attempt did not turn out. After consulting two professional cookbooks and getting differing expert opinions on the proper way to make grape jelly, I promptly overcooked my first batch, causing it to have a delightfully unspreadable 'taffy' consistency.

“It looks like the sort of thing you'd give astronauts to fix a gap in the hull,” snickered Bee and S.B. and, in a fit of loving support, they promptly named it 'Breach'.

But that was sooo last week.

Now I am a Jelly Expert, as evidenced by the fact that I've made one edible batch. So, naturally, I am fired up to use my professional skills to raid a friend's grape doohickey, unstem and stick them in the de-juicifier thingy, add that jell-making whats-it powder, and jar 'em all up.  They will be holiday presents, so that all my family and closest friends may marvel upon my awesome Housewifery.

Hopefully, I've canned properly, and no one will get botulism.

Merry Christmas!