I walked into the kitchen this morning and saw my husband at the table, stirring something into his coffee. My daughter was sitting there across from him, stirring something into her hot tea.
The kitchen smelled marvelous – like good coffee and good tea mixed together, which is actually what it was. . . yet, there was something else, too. Something I couldn’t quite put my finger on, until I saw what they were stirring into their hot breakfast drinks.
Two almost-empty jars of Texas Pepper Jelly were on the table between them, and my husband and daughter were using long-handled tea spoons to scrape out every last remaining dreg of pepper jelly from the very bottoms of the jars, and stirring what they could scoop up into their coffee and tea.
There were also trying to get enough to stir into their hot oatmeal, but I don’t think they got very much out of those jars.
I really need to order some more pepper jelly. My family is going to get mean pretty soon, without any. Texas Pepper Jelly has become a staple in my house. We HAVE to have it!