It seemed like a googol strawberries. Something must be done with them, so jam it is. We've had experience with this, as in, we have a vague idea how NOT to do it. Last time was not a total loss, assuming you don't mind blackberry syrup.

So they are washed and cored and crushed and mixed and heated and boiled. This is taking forever. It doesn't help that the thermometer is a piece of shit and keeps falling in the jam, but this new calphalon pot is the motherfucking shit!

Finally, finally, finally it gels. Time to fill the jars. Fill the first jar, fill the second jar, fill the third jar...oops! no more jam! A googol strawberries and all we get is 2.5 pints of jam? How the fuck did people do this shit back in the days when you had to do this shit?

If I want to make enough jam to give away, I'm either going to need a googol to the googol berries, or teeny-tiny jars.

It's cooling now. I'll tell ya how it tastes tomorrow.