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To me, the official start of summer is when local strawberries hit the farmers market stalls. There’s really nothing like the taste of those sweet berries, still warm from the sun, after a long winter. Which is why I tend to go a little crazy when they arrive, buying as many boxes as I can carry home each time I wander through the market until my fridge is loaded. Once I’ve eaten as many as I possibly can — served over my morning yogurt, baked into treats, and piled onto shortcake — it’s time to make jam.
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