The last jar of peaches

Today I did it. I broke down and opened the last jar of clingstone peaches that I preserved last summer. Canned peaches are up there on my list of favourites and each year when I get down to the last jar a small sense of panic begins to settle in. Because once it is gone I know I will taste nothing like it again until peaches are back in season.

And this year, with all of the talk about what a horrible season it is going to be for peaches, plums and all other soft skinned fruits, I have wanted to hoard that last jar.

But this morning I caved. It is going to be in the 30's today. I am on vacation at the end of this day for the next 10 days and I was feeling like I needed to start this day off right.

I would like to introduce you to the star of my breakfast....