One chap mentioned he had a cumquat tree, I shared a memory of my grandmother's cumquats in brandy.
The next day he presented me with a huge bag of freshly picked cumquats.
Despite the dire warnings of one of my twerps (apparently accepting cumquats from strangers is tantamount to accepting sweeties from strangers), I determined to spend my day off (there were a number of legal matters to be determined that did not require the presence of the jury, advised Mr Judge) to whomp up some cumquats in brandy.A bottle of brandy was procured, sugar decanted (though not the 500g suggested) and cumquats washed ...
... and pricked.
And bingo, now all we have to do is wait ... 6 months!
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When I read about you poking the little fella's on twitter, I just assumed you had used a fork. Far more impressed that it was simply a large pin.
Sounds like they might be quite delicious!
This is a big deal! Brava.
(In the US, we spell it kumquat. We must be leery of the sexual connotations, yeah?)
and then eat them squished on fancy vanilla ice cream...YUM!
UK - a fork would be too big for the poor little fellas!
Cookie, it's your Puritan stock :)
S - yes, or just squished and served with pure Jersey cream mmmmm
Oh my... We also call them Kumquats, but I thought it was an Afrikaans (Dutch) thing. Look delicious - can we come for dessert in 6 months time then?
Sue x
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