Remember a time when you could make a batch of jam, pop a label on it and it was good to go? Yeah. Neither do I.
I'm hip deep and sinking in a sea of legalities from liability insurance to somehow, someway gaining access to a commercial kitchen with a current health license.
I'm not despairing yet! I have an email in to Lori from Mama's Preserves. I found her (well, her sons actually) at SLO's Farmer's Market. They were selling beautiful jars of jam. Hopefully she won't mind answering my questions.
We'll see...in the meantime, we're off to the fair tonight. Hmmm...makes me want to sing....
"Our State Fair is a great State Fair! Don't miss it! Don't even be late!"
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