First off, black currant. Four jars. ( not handles. )
Unfortunately, as I have neglected to prune the bushes at all, the crop is not as abundant as one might have hoped for. Scaling the pic using a handy mug gives....
So a few ( OK a, ) celebratory breakfasts in store for the lucky recipients.
Five years those bushes have been there and I got 115g of black currants, I ask you.
I have now rectified the lack of pruning by watching a bossy Dutch guy on YouTube detailing correct pruning methods. A brutal Autumn to come.
My Welsh Grandparents never bought jam and had a cupboard in their bedroom containing the year's supply of jam in small honey jars. I aspire to this level of self-sufficiency.
I should reach it, thanks to next door's plum tree.
For the black currant jam, I used a Nigel Slater recipe. He says the stuff in the saucepan should, 'boil enthusiastically,' but what if your black currants are having a down day? Bring back the good, honest rolling boil.
3 comments:
That's one Helluva Mug !!!
Where did you go to buy that gargantuan one. Lilliput Stores Plc ?
Apologies.
Meant to say: "Where did you go to buy those tiny, ever-so-small Blackcurrant Jars".
Lost its pithy wit, now, ain't it ?
Ii have saved up the tiny jars. Sometimes in tea shoppes and B&B s you get your jam in a little pot. From table to handbag is a short distance in one swift move.
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