A weekend long long ago, actually a month ago, we had a little visitor.
My sweet and beautiful mom came over. It’s always exciting when she comes around, her granddogs especially love these little visits.
That’s Annie when she spotted Mom’s car pull in front of the house. Notice the happy tail.
This time she brought along a few fall inspired gifts from her recent trip to Ohio. My favorite and apparently the only gift that got photographed:
Authentic outdoor-cooked apple butter. This stuff is like crack in a jar! Maybe its the melted red hots or maybe they use some type of special addictive apples, who knows. All I know, is that the contents of this jar have long been eaten, and I didn’t share.
So, today, I’m thankful for apple butter imported from Ohio. But mostly, I’m thankful for my sweet mom that cares enough to have my sweet uncle wrap up and Fedex my coveted crack in a jar.
There’s nothing like that apple butter/red hot high.