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  • Aunt Gussie grew her very own raspberries in her backyard, amongst other fruits and vegetables. Of all the things to have been made from her garden, however, her raspberry jam was the most coveted. Jars of her raspberry jam were treated like ruby amulets. And if Aunt Gussie gave one to you, it was a sure sign of her most sincere affection. At Aunt Gussie’s house, raspberry jam was served rather extravagantly in a crystal bowl at nearly every meal — breakfast, lunch, and dinner — throughout the year. In the cold winter months of Wisconsin, the taste of summer raspberries was especially appreciated. Truth be told, her secret was that the jam was in fact “freezer jam” which allowed the color and flavor to stay particularly vibrant.

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