Old Order Mennonite Memoirs

"Ping!" went the lid on the jar of freshly canned salsa on my daughter's kitchen counter.

"Yes!" cheered my middle daughter at the sound of a successful seal. It was Thursday and I was at her house to help do whatever was on her agenda. While I was there, the phone call from my youngest daughter was again about jars that wouldn't seal. Since I never had any problems in all my 36 years of canning, I was glad to hand the Unsealed Jars Dilemma over to her sister, who was also having problems. She heard of others who were frustrated about jars that refused to seal. Using the trial and error method...