My time in Brooklyn is down to single digit days. I seem to be walking in an alternate universe. Everything seems familiar, yet foreign. It’s in these moments that I feel greater confidence in the change we’re about to make. The conveniences of the city no longer outweigh the cravings of my mind and heart.

I’ve been trying my best to dodge the emotional landmines lurking in every closet I sort through. There are so many things I want to share, but my time is running on a deficit this week. I also don’t really have the words to match what I’m processing right now. I didn’t want to let this get in the way of sharing another strawberry recipe with you, though. I do hope you’re not tiring of them yet because I have one or two more in the works. As I baked another pie this week, I felt a bit sentimental, knowing that the brief window on one of my favorite fruits would soon close. Strawberries remind me of hope and renewal. Their scarlet hues and intensely sweet flavor are a welcome after months of eating apples and pears. Strawberries signal the start of many good things to come, much like this next chapter about to unfold.

Music Pairing: Que Sera Sera by Sly & The Family Stone

Makes enough to fill four 1/2 pint jars

After buying a load of strawberries a couple of weeks ago, I found some blood oranges from Italy at the market up the block from my apartment. I wasn’t 100% sure how they’d pair together, since both fruits have distinct flavors. Would one fruit overpower the other? I’m glad I gave it a shot because the resulting jam is by far one of my favorites in all the years I’ve been making jam. In some stroke of magic, the strawberries and oranges manage to shine through without competing for attention. A perfect marriage, in my opinion.

This recipe is now part of my new site, Simmering. It can be found here.

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