Whomever thought I couldn’t be domesticated, may have another thought coming.
I turned a big heaping bowl of prickly pear tunas into 12 beautiful jars of tasty jelly.
On top of that, I even cleaned up after myself.
One caveat to all that. Just because you have on a pair of thick dishwashing rubber gloves doesn’t mean you can’t still get stickers in your fingers.
Please forgive me. It’s not exactly like I did it all by myself.
I did consult with Madeline to be sure I was headed in the right direction. Just so I’m perfectly clear.
My wife made a batch a few days ago. She cooked her pear fruit on the stove top. Her’s is a lighter color. Mine were cooked in a pressure cooker, extracting more of the color from red fruit. Both jelly’s have almost the same taste.