One of my friends is a beekeeper. He's very zen and witty, but a wild man on a djembe. It's the truth.
Another friend and I decided to get our hands dirty [and sticky] and help him jar some honey. It was a unique experience, topped off with a knock to the head (a box literally fell on my head -- and I won't go into the details, but I will say that I feel a slight bit smarter these days because of it. Sense restored, people).
My friend and I are giggly girls anyway, but get us near something interesting, and we turn into guffawing goofballs. After we cleaned up from a busy afternoon, we decided to take lovely pics of me fakely filling up a honey jar. Check out my fabulously snooty little finger sticking out, too.
Anyway, if there is a take-away point to this post, it's that raw, unfiltered honey is the way to go. Enjoy!