There is much to be said for food that you pressure yourself. You know exactly what’s in it and can also take a pride-of-authorship. Except for your efforts, no one might delight in the world’s best pickle, jelly or jam.

My canning days go back so far we don’t need talk about it. Suffice it to say, I was canning before I was dating or driving. My father had a farm and a huge garden. My grandma canned food from the garden from the time when she was a girl. She expected help and got it. Daddy also had a neighbor who wanted cheap labor. I canned tomatoes with her one summer just to get...