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February 25, 2016
There's a woman I know who lives in downtown Albany, and when I would bump into her on the sidewalk she would sometimes pull a jar of jam out of her purse.

"I've been carrying this around in case I bump into you," she would say.

If she didn't have any jam in her purse, she would say, "Oh no, I don't have the jam!" Then she would send me an e-mail saying, "It was nice to see you today, and why didn't I give you the promised jam?"

Thus "the promised jam" entered my list of favorite phrases.