The Serendipity of Jam
I haven’t had breakfast yet, so I’m making some toast. While applying some strawberry jam to my toast, it occurred to me that it’s been years since I actually purchased jam. There seems to be some secret conspiracy among my friends and family to keep us well-stocked with jam. I’m not sure how this happened, particularly in our urban surroundings, but it’s an odd phenomenon.
Is there balanced equation among jam creators and jam consumers? I guess not, because they still sell it in the grocery store. Still, I feel like one person in 20 makes jam, and distributes it to 18 of the other 19 people. What do I owe for all this free jam?
By the way, jam fairies, we’re almost out of the strawberry.