Summer is winding down too quickly, as it always does, and I find myself trying to hold on to every last bit of what remains. The Hamptons is a place, a space, and an echo all at once. It’s peaceful, medicinal, and sometimes wild and chaotic like the sea that draws us to these hamlets.
Sweet, buttery corn and luscious fruits evoke smiles and thoughts of beach parties and backyard gatherings. These are flavors I want to hold on to for a little while longer.
Blackberries grow wild on my property and there’s nothing more delicious than a sun-ripened berry right off the bush. I harvest as much as I can, eating them out of hand, presenting them warm and freshly picked on the breakfast table. Here, I share my recipe for blackberry jam, a simple way to hold on to the flavors and feelings of summer.

Yield: Makes 1 ½ Cups