When I asked for ideas for the A-Z posts an anonymous person suggested Quinces for Q.
The Latin name is Cydonia oblonga and in the past they were associated with wedding happiness and were often presented to the newlyweds for luck.
Our word marmalade comes from the Portuguese word marmelada which was a thick paste made from quinces.
It's been many years since I wrote about the quince trees we had at the smallholding. We planted two and the photo below is after about 7 years I think.
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| The Quince trees |
I loved them for their flowers in spring. Looking like the flowers on a Magnolia before they opened.
They always fruited well and produce large, rock hard pear shaped fruit
For many years I used them to make Quince jelly - which went nicely with pork or chicken.
At the back of the village pub in my village, next to the glass recycling bins is a Japonica, which is an ornamental shrub also known as a flowering or Japanese quince. It has red flowers in spring and in autumn produces these much smaller but also rock hard fruits.
Which apparently can also be used to make jams and jellies - although you would need several dozen and a very sharp knife.
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About 20 or more years ago I made quince jelly, no, it must have been more than 30 when the children were toddlers. Someone at work was giving them away.
ReplyDeleteI keep trying to get rid of the japonica that was here whenwe moved in. I don't want the fruits, I'm not bothered about the flowers and I hate the thorns. It just reappears further along the border each year!
I made quince jelly. Once. That was enough! So much hard labour imho!
ReplyDeleteHi Sue, "Anonymous" was me (Trish in Cambridgeshire). A neighbour gave me some several fruits which I added to apples and made a delicious crumble. Quince needs cooking twice as long as the apples though!
ReplyDeleteI miss the allotment, (though not the couch grass.) We planted a quince and a medlar and I made jelly and thick paste from both. I used the pressure cooker for whole quince, the slow cooker took all day to turn them deep red. I love the smell of a bowl of quince, and liked a thinly sliced quince in an apple crumble. A local market stall jam maker was always glad of the surplus.
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