When I asked Scout what he expected me to put in his lunch this year at school, he said he would do a PB&J — if it was my “J”. So I whipped up some raspberry jam that very night, and it is sitting on my counter for its 24 hours — then heading into the freezer for September.
Upon taste, Scout told me — “Well, maybe I could just have a Raspberry jam sandwich.” I’ll take that as a compliment. But he heard a resounding “Yeah Right!”