Peaches are one of my dad’s favorite fruits. They come out right around his birthday and we always shower him with various peach desserts. Peach jam is another favorite that doesn’t taste quite the same when bought in the stores.
I grew up in upstate New York, in a small little town, and I used to pick black caps until my fingers turned a lovely dark purple. We lived out in the country and we used to call blackberries and black … Continue reading