Triple Berry Jam
I love that I live in a world that has marmalade. I'm not particularly a fan of it myself. I generally don't turn to jams and jellys but in the rare times I do, I usually enjoy a berry variety. Triple berry is my favorite. And yet, while I don't like eating marmalade, it occupies a place in my heart that's more special than any triple berry jam could ever. I like marmalade not because I like it, but because other people do. This odd fact leads me to thinking a lot about marmalade. I probably think more about marmalade than the people who like it. Marmalade is so decidedly different from all the other jams that, I honestly don't even know if it qualifies as a "jam." It's not called orange jam, it's not orange jelly. Marmalade is so confident, so self-assured, that it offers know hint at all about what it is. Those who know, know and, it seems, most people actually happen to know. I don't just think about its name. I think about how i...