She Don’t Use Jelly

On Thursday morning, while we were having Challah French Toast for breakfast, we had a very instructional conversation. Gloria had asked for some strawberry preserves to accompany her French toast.

LAUREN: “Here you go, strawberry jelly.”

GLORIA: “Mommy, why did you call it jelly and not jam?”

LAUREN: “When I was a kid we always called it jelly”

GLORIA: “But they’re not the same thing”

KENNY: “What’s the difference again? I can’t remember…”

GLORIA: “I know, for jam they don’t have to remove the seeds”

Once Gloria reminded us of this, I remembered that the fine folks at Alm Hill Gardens had communicated this tidbit last year at their farmer’s market stand. Those kids really are sponges.

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