I typed the title with a little song running through my head.
On Tuesday night, I chopped up a bunch of tomatoes. Matthew handled the onion, garlic, and hot peppers (much to his chagrin on that last ingredient — multiple hand washings still left behind residue that made it into his eyes).
A few hours later . . .
Six pints sealed and another pint in the refrigerator to eat now = success on our first salsa attempt 🙂