Quince
A couple of days ago, Brittany experienced some very, very high winds.
Not a drop of rain fell…it was just very, very windy.
I kept looking anxiously out of the kitchen window at the quince tree.
It is my favourite tree in the garden and it was courageously hanging on to its precious fruits.
However, at about 7.00pm the wind got still stronger, three quinces had fallen. I could stand it no longer… I picked all the quinces.
Now, my conundrum… what to do with them?
I love the highly scented flavour of a quince, but they can be a little overpowering.
Quince jelly, perhaps ? But doesn’t jelly take an awfully long time to make?
Perhaps I’ll make an apple compote and put a quince in the pan as well.
