My mother-in-law read my last blog post and emailed to let me know that the jars she gave me are actually 64-ounce, not 32-ounce.
And though it is probably too late to make a correction, since you visual people have these little dinky 32-ounce jars forever engraved in your mind, I am going to go back and change my post.
I don’t know that there is more I can do to change the erroneous picture I planted in your minds of dinky little milk jugs nestled in my milk crate sitting in my dark pantry waiting for the next trip to Mrs. Abee’s.
Sigh.
Some mistakes we just have to let go.
Prairie Sings 