Jun 2021
What's in the jars Granny?
Them's dills
Them's bread and butter
And the smaller jar's spicy pickles
What's in the jars Granny?
That one there's chow chow
Next to it's sweet relish
and the one in back is sauerkraut
What's in the jars Granny?
Well, the purple one's grape jelly
The one in the middle's orange marmalade
and the big brown one's apple butter
Why do you put up so much food, Granny?
Cause I lived through a season of lack called the Great Depression
and I never want y'all kids to be as hungry as my kids were.
Take what you want.
I'll make more.
Them's dills
Them's bread and butter
And the smaller jar's spicy pickles
What's in the jars Granny?
That one there's chow chow
Next to it's sweet relish
and the one in back is sauerkraut
What's in the jars Granny?
Well, the purple one's grape jelly
The one in the middle's orange marmalade
and the big brown one's apple butter
Why do you put up so much food, Granny?
Cause I lived through a season of lack called the Great Depression
and I never want y'all kids to be as hungry as my kids were.
Take what you want.
I'll make more.
I'm teaching myself to preserve food this summer. It's something my mom knew how to do, but never passed along to me. Her mom, my Granny, put up food all year long and shared it generously.
(M/USA)
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