One of my lovely neighbors gifted me with some of her homemade Rhubarb and Pineapple Jam this evening. I had some leftover sourdough bread from a couple days ago just waiting for an excuse to be triple-dipped in egg and slowly browned to crunchiness. (I know there’s a standard name for this, but I don’t prefer it.) The tart and sweet of the jam was just right and the big chunks of pineapple added an unexpected bonus. Delicious dinner for me. I’m grateful.
Plate courtesy of my sister.