I have been thoroughly enjoying the slow pace of a childfree house. An added bonus is the unexpected day off work. It is Glasgow Fair Monday, a traditional holiday in the city, which the University observes. Hurray for another whole day of indulging myself in activities I love!
Yesterday, Jack and I went for a long walk up at the local woods. I took three tupperware tubs with me to fill with wild raspberries. They are so abundant at the moment that I have been tempted to take a bottle of squirty cream along on my walk and eat the berries there and then. Then I thought about all the other walkers and did not.
Jack is a funny wee dog. He loves his walks but he doesn't like hanging around and finds foraging really boring. He'd be waiting near me giving me encouraging glances to move on. I in turn encourage him to go and explore the underbelly of the woods. There must be so much to sniff out for a dog. Alas, Jack just stands and waits.
I did manage to fill the three tubs with juicy, tasty but not very pretty raspberries. They don't look like the jewel like fruit you find in a punnet of shop bought raspberries, or even like the ones you may grow in your garden. Whilst they may not be perfect for crowning a Pavlova, they are ideal for jam.
I made six jars of gorgeous raspberry jam. I tried it it when I tested for set. Unfortunately, there was exactly the right amount of jam to fill six jars and there are currently two open jars of other jams in the fridge so I have to wait. Also, I am on a self imposed bread diet. Not because I have developed a penchant for food fads but because it is the one food item that cuts my calorie intake by a third - if I don't eat it that is. I have lost my waist and I want to find it again, somewhere under the belly fat. I do look forward to making a batch of scones with the new jam when the kids and Richard are back. Mustn't loose the joy of life whilst rediscovering the waist.
One question I have for you: why do British/American jam recipes suggest to add a knob of butter to a pot of boiling jam? None of my Swiss cookery add it so it can't be essential but I'd be keen to find out why. It makes no difference to the jam in case you are wondering.
Off to iron fat quarters. I know, it is as punishing as it sounds! Thanks for stopping by and saying hello. Also, I am extending a warm welcome to all new readers, it is good to see you here.