Making Marmalade
I saw a sale on oranges the beginning of November. “Fifty cents a pound!” the sign teased me. The only problem? I had to commit to the fourteen pound bag.
A few weeks later I noticed Kenny was turning into an orange. He was doing his best to work his way through the massive bag hogging prime real estate in the third shelf of our fridge. I tried one and decided I didn’t like them. Difficult to peel, quite seedy and a little bland on flavor – these were not oranges for eating.
What to do with the remaining twelve pounds? Not to fear! Creativity is here!
I pulled out the Ball canning cookbook my mother-in-law gave me last summer. Orange marmalade! My mother planned a Thanksgiving visit. Orange marmalade is her favorite, so I decided to whip up a batch.
Never mind that I’ve never canned! Never mind that I’ve never properly made jam! I can do anything, right?
Well I now know – yes I can do anything. At least I can make orange marmalade. The more important question should have been this: “How long will it take me to do it?”
The answer? A half hour to consult with my mother-and-law and sister for canning advice. One hour to find the canning supplies at my local grocery stores. Two hours to slice and dice oranges and peels. One and a half hours to stir cooking marmalade. And an eternity to remove the orange smell from my fingers and house.
I wonder what I’m going to do with the eight remaining pounds of oranges?

Eight??!!?? Oh dear!
This is GREAT, Sara!! How smart! I see Orange Marmalade with beautiful Christmas Ribbon showing up on people’s doorstep in the near future? Hello, Neighbors! We’re Sara and Kenny :O)
PERFECT!!! :O)
Sounds much too precious time wise to give to strangers! It would be more appropriate for say, your mother! Oh yes, you already gave me some which I am saving for something special like Christmas breakfast. Too bad you can’t auction them off to other marmalade lovers. I came pretty close to being able to auction off a Chinese fortune paper today. It’s 5 degrees outside and my fortune said something about enjoying the beach! Anyway, back to the oranges. I guess it’s not even the marmalade you are trying to get rid of, it’s the left over 8 pounds of oranges. I really laughed when I saw that. What did you do? Are they still in the fridge? How about making juice and I could send you my orange julius recipe. You could add extra sugar if necessary.
Love, Mom
PS Not only do we love marmalade, but Dad and I also love fruitcake. Are your parents strange? We’re going to try to make a fruitcake this week. Do you have any orange peel we can use?
Love, Mom
[...] Remember the eight pounds of oranges I didn’t want to eat? [...]
Shayla – I know! 8!
Anna – Come and be my neighbor! I’ll give you some marmalade.
Mom – I definitely have some orange peel you can use. Maybe you need a blog to mention how the fruitcake turns out.