As a little girl I lived in Montauk LI at our small family motel for the summers. The town was less refined than it is today but with the same long stretches of sand between soaring cliffs and cool foaming ocean. At the end of the vacation season, wild grapes grew fat and dark purple and plentiful. Our family washed all of the buckets and pails retired from sand castle building and filled them with grapes. My brother and I squeezed piles and piles of grape middles from their skins and Dad made gallons of grape jam. The sweet drunken scent of grapes and sugar wove a crazy path out of the windows riding on the breeze and drew motel patrons to the kitchen. While most kids want to open a lemonade stand, I dreamed of someday selling summer jam. Many years have passed, many recipes have been created, pounds and pounds of local fruit have been simmered and my summer jam stand has become real.
Tomorrow morning I will officially launch my preserves business Doves and Figs Kitchen at the Winchester Farmers Market and in August we will be at the Arlington Farmers Market. If you would like to see more about what we are making, please visit www.dovesandfigskitchen.com or come by the farmers market for a taste.