My mother made this once--she worked long and hard with these little berries picked from a bush or two in our backyard. My dad had told her that his mother had made this and it was "oh, so good". After a full day, she ended up with one jar. My dad made the mistake of a life time when he said "It didn't taste like Mom's". Needless to say, there was no more gooseberry jam in our house.
APP Moira paper and transfers
Urban stitched frames
Urban stitches
Postage frames #2
Script KP art pack
