... there is one thing I can tell you about Jury Duty, some of the folk are the nicest folk.
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!
Wednesday, September 22
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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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