The proof is in the pudding

Ok, so I spent most of my childhood HIDING during canning season. The kitchen was too hot. The pressure cooker terrified me (it still does). And the thought of picking, washing and cutting corn, tomatoes, green beans made me SWEAR I’d NEVER can/freeze or in any way shape or form preserve food that could be purchased. I kept that promise for about 25 years. How did I wind up domesticated?

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