My mother's mother preserved apricots. My father has lively boyhood stories of glass jars of homemade saurkraut exploding in the basement. The summer after I graduated from high school, my family went away for a week -- I had a job and stayed home -- and I had to snap, parboil and freeze a grocery bag's worth of green beans from the garden every night.
So my kids come from a long line of people who preserve things. Which leads me to wonder... what went wrong with the gene pool?
(Yes, water balloons. Packaged in water.)
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