Yes, I grew up in a family where canning was a common practice. Making raspberry jam and pickled beets each year was -- and continues to be -- a family affair. I also recall bottled moose, lobster, peaches, and pickled eggs in the storage space under the stairs when I was a kid and can only assume my father was responsible for them (though it is possible he received some from friends and family). Now, of all of these, I think lobster is the most brilliant. Why? Because when you sit down to bottled lobster it's pure heaven. No shells to struggle with, no special tools required -- just enjoy. Heaven. (Admittedly, it's probably less heavenly if you're the person who prepares it in the first place...)
In my family, we all agree that there is no jam better than my father's. No pickled beets with quite the right balance of sweet and sour. Substitutes will not be tolerated! And the truth is, it's rather fun to go through the annual canning ritual, which invariably includes a debate over which recipe we usually follow, an emergency trip to a store for either sugar or vinegar, and some frantic moments as the assembly line struggles to get the hot jam/beets into the hot bottles and topped with hot lids while it's all still -- you guessed it -- hot. But then after it's all cleaned up and the pots and tools are put away for another year, there is nothing sweeter than the pop of the lids as they seal. Now that I'm living away, I'm not always able to be home to be part of this excitement, but I often will try a new canning recipe each year. Among my experiments have been rhubarb chutney, plum jam, and plum sauce in recent years. (One year there were a lot of plums in my life, when a few gallons were left at my door by a friend only too happy to be rid of them.)
Anyway, if there is one lesson I learned from my father, it was that his Bernardin and Mason jars were precious and that you could give jam away to friends and family only if they agreed to return them once empty. I even remember him giving a bottle of jam to a cousin who lived in St. John's (a 7.5 hour drive away) on the condition that the bottle would be returned. I recall my cousin joking that she'd return it if she could have a refill. We all laughed at the time, but by the following year, the jar had been returned. Canning was serious business.
When I think about this jar return policy, it seems a little silly. After all, you could just buy new ones. But on the other hand, it also makes total sense to me. Canning jars were made to be reused, not disposed of. Thought not terribly expensive, they aren't cheap either if you have to buy anew each year. And you certainly wouldn't want to get halfway through your batch of raspberry jam only to discover you've run out of jars and have to track down more late in the evening or on a Sunday when the stores are closed (less of a problem, now, of course -- but back in the day...).
Consequently, you can see why I'm not one to pin dozens (or hundreds) of Mason jar projects. In my world, they're for canning and, sometimes, for temporary storage. Unless, of course, they are tiny Mason-style mugs.
About a month ago, I found myself traipsing through a Dollarama. I was in search of spoons for my new wood burning hobby. In one of the aisles I found a display of mini Mason-style jars with handles. Four in a pack for $2. I couldn't resist, though I had no idea what I would do with them. Once home, I thought about using chalkboard paint on them, not unlike the wine glasses I've made before. I thought they might make a cute gift. And over the past week, I've given them a few minutes of my time each day.
The good news is that I can start over! It's pretty easy to scrape the paint off before it's cured, so I may just take a knife to it and return it to a blank slate (pun intended).
I expect that there are many uses for these little Mason mugs, beyond shot glasses (ok, more a jigger than a shot and maybe a double at that) or candle holders. If you had small spoons, they could even serve as mini parfait or trifle dishes! But the ones that I purchased are limited because they have no lids (ah, Dollarama). Versions with lids are available at Michaels and, as depicted in-store, would make cute vessels for candy favours at a wedding or baby shower. With lids, they could be spice jars or salt and pepper shakers. They could hold homemade beauty products or gifts of hot sauce. They could be fitted with mini lights and used as patio lanterns!
Alright. That may be going a little too far with things. But the point is, there's lots that could be done with these. So it's looking more and more like the paint will be scraped off and something new will be done to them. And when I figure out what that's going to be, you can be sure I'll post again.
Until then, Mason jars are for jam.
