Friday, April 15, 2011
quince tree. I've been looking forward to quince season ever since we moved to our house nine months ago. And now the quinces are ready. Ready and heady - their aroma is amazing, intoxicating, captivating! I am in love with the quince. We picked the quinces, and then they sat in our house, making the whole place smell like one giant quince. Then I poached them in the oven for four hours with cardamom. And then I made eight jars of quince conserve (which I think must be a bit like jam). David hates them. He says they're like vegetables masquerading as fruit. I think he thinks it's unfair, or unnatural, of them to need to be cooked before being eaten. I like them. We are friends.
Posted by manysmalldots at 10:01 PM