Hello God, it’s me, Mara:

You know, Lord, a little blurb told how a Grandpa developed a delicious jelly using a powdered grape drink. He even won some blue ribbons at the country fair. He sat at the table spreading a half-inch thick serving of jelly on his toast when his wife asked him if he didn’t think that was a little much, to which he replied, “I made it. I guess I can have as much as I want.”

Hummmm, we thought, what about those little crabapples out there on that tree, just begging to be made into ‘something’! So, off we went to picking ‘em, but once made into juice, th...