Laowai

The hotel we stayed in last weekend had homemade rhubarb jam. It was so good and I couldn’t get it out of my head. So I found a recipe and I’m crossing my fingers that when it cools I’ll discover it’s just as delicious.

I’m also a bit in love with these canning jars. I do love the good old American Ball jar shape and I can picture them lined up – filled up – in Grandma’s basement. But these are beautiful too. They have the most charming potbelly shape.

This reminds me that I was once obsessed with painting and drawing glass containers. Something about the shapes and colors when you look at them from the side. 

And now I’m done rambling.