and before long, I had a beautiful set of jars filled with the lovliest shade of...syrup...yep...it didn't set. I was crushed. There is nothing wrong with syrup, but I sure did have my heart set on jam.
There are a variety of reasons it may have not set. DH has a sweet tooth, but as I was making the jam, he asked that I not make it too sweet so I skimped on the sugar and the pectin I had on hand had expired in 2012. I figured it was still good, but I guess not and syrup was the result.
So, the next time I made a trip into town, jar lids and pectin were at the top of the list and I set out on round 2.
Sealed jars were reopened. Emptied. Washed. Sterilized. Refilled. And prayed over. :)
Biscuits were made and a jar was carefully selected. Said biscuit was slathered with butter and the prettiest jam you ever saw and it's divine. Heaven on a biscuit:
Thank you so much M!