Cherry. Cranberry. Amaretto. Jam.
Those four words brought my tweets to a screeching halt one day this past November. A Twitter conversation with my dear friend Jeanne at Inside Nanabread’s Head began a discussion which evolved into a delightful jelly swap over the holidays. The flavor profiles of the jam she mentioned were intriguing to me—I knew in an instant the pairing had to meld deliciously. I also knew in a heartbeat I had to have some of this jam for a very special someone.
Mrs. W adores Amaretto liqueur. Every year at Christmas I present her with a bottle of the almond flavored cordial. She loves cherries and cranberries too. When the jam arrived it was everything I thought it would be, but to my wife it was congealed fruit perfection. The tart-sweet with a backbone hint of almond was exquisite. As much as I enjoyed the jam, I sensed my better half loved it more. Knowing I had a gold mine in a jar, I nudged the jellied loot towards the back of the fridge out of site. To quell any notions that I may be bogarting the preserve, I’d dole some out every now and again. Somehow, some way I had to keep a stash.
I had a plan.
I’m not wealthy in the wallet. But I’ve managed to make choices in nearly twenty-five years of marriage that have elicited priceless reactions of joy in the face of my beloved—reactions that leave me (and her) feeling like a million bucks. This I know: Thoughtful good intention is a gateway to a lady’s heart. And if the intention is a pretty taste treat, all the better.
Tomorrow evening after a specially prepared Valentine’s Day dinner at home, I’ll present these petits fours to my love…and I can hardly wait to see her smile!