This blog is about fairness; about looking at objects from multiple perspectives. Stable transformation comes only slowly; and only if the environment is free of sporadic jitters of passion and anger that destabilize growth. I strongly believe that the path to peace crosses through the battle with self.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Golden Quince and its ruby Jam
How do you go from the yellow fruit to it red jam? A pictorial instruction on the facebook page.
Summary: wash well, chop well, and simmer for 4 hours; and don't spill your sugar!
Alas, I do not know, she died before she could teach me more than some basic crochet. My father was her youngest and he was at least 30 when I was born, and at least 4 hours away by car. :(
I am envious!
ReplyDeleteOur Autumn Olive bushed created no berries this year with which to make jelly. It was too dry this fall.
My grandma used to make quince jam :)
ReplyDeleteNunya, TELL more ... how did she do it?
ReplyDeleteAlas, I do not know, she died before she could teach me more than some basic crochet. My father was her youngest and he was at least 30 when I was born, and at least 4 hours away by car. :(
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