nkcmike wins the packaging prize!

[gerisullivan]

A mere 1,373 miles of polar vortex weren't enough to overcome the packaging prowess of nkcmike. He might have been helped along by the naturally high concentration of glucose that keeps the innards of a frog from freezing all winter long, but his feat is no less impressive for that help.

Three layers of tightly-taped bubble wrap, with the bubbles growing ever smaller the further I cut into the treasure nestled in a box of packing peanuts eventually yielded an enormous jar of FROG preserves. While I knew the glass jar couldn't have possibly broken through harsh handling given how securely it was nestled in its box, the closer I got to the jar, the stronger the aroma of figs became. Surely that polar vortex plaguing the nation would have pierced every layer, freezing the preserves and breaking the glass from within?

Not a chance. And that's how I came to enjoy a thick spread of FROG preserves* spread on toast made from the last of my DeCamillo Italian bread for breakfast this morning.

YUM. Thank you, Mike!

* These particular FROG (Fig, Raspberry, Orange, & Ginger) preserves came from Spring Valley Farms in Holland, KY. It's probably a good thing they aren't available in Holland, MA as that Holland is a mere 5 miles from Toad Woods. The last thing I need is this kind of tasty temptation that near at hand!

Comments

[apostle-of-eris.livejournal.com]

You reminded me of √urguzz. 260 proof (the other 60 are in hyperspace), distilled from six-legged frogs (there's one on the label: "none authentic without this seal")
Until now, when I Googled for an image, I'd just thought it was a German fandom thing. I now know that it's a Perry Rhodan thing, but I don't know which came first. I can attest that it's like drinking barbed wire, though.

[gerisullivan.livejournal.com]

This is one of those times I'm utterly delighted to learn from your experience. Thanks to your comment here, I now know I never, ever want to my lips anywhere near the stuff. Much appreciated!