One of my farm goals was to learn how to put up the good spring and summer stuff to stave off the bland boredom of the barren winter months- you can’t get good tomatoes in January, not even in California. Pictured: crabapples from friend Maria’s trees, and the crabapple rhubarb preserves that were the end result of hours, and I mean hours, of sticky juicing and boiling. Worth it.
