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I grew up in Ohio. I've been a student, a teacher, and a student again. And now I've moved (or, rather, am currently in the process of moving) to British Columbia because I fell in love with a writer, who I met online because he was looking for an editor--or at least an honest opinion. My husband and I have the most intense differences of opinion regarding his writing and how we do things in the kitchen. He's a "chop it up small and throw it in a dish" kind of a guy, and I prefer to follow recipes that others have had success with. Our adventure with making blackberry jam and jelly a few years ago brought out some claws, mostly because he didn't want to follow directions. None of it jelled, so now we have jars of (very yummy) blackberry syrups, because we're not really interested in redoing the whole process.