I'm going to be honest with you, the whole "Artisanal" movement constructed by twenty-somethings out of Brooklyn annoys me. I mean, just because you handmade something from locally sourced material while maintaining a dedication to the organic nature of the product doesn't make it better, it makes it expensive with a side charge of self-satisfaction.
But while I may mock the whole hipster-ish business model, I am definitely going to plunk down SIXTEEN FUCKING DOLLARS for a pair of jams that are made with rum and bourbon because I probably have a drinking problem that causes me to become enticed by the idea of an booze-laden sandwich (isn't that like a first step or something?).
Am I proud of spending a lot of money on two jars of Drunken Monkey (bananas, sugar, lime, rum, all natural pectin) and You’re My Boy BLUE-berry Jams (blueberries, sugar, bourbon, vanilla, and all natural pectin) by The Jam Stand?
Nope.
But when I am bombed at my husband's upcoming Employee Appreciation picnic, I'm not going to care.
Source: Incredible Things