I love my Mum’s homemade marmalade, so I thought this year I’d try to make my own. My ‘new neighbour’ friend kindly dropped off her giant slow cooker and on Saturday morning I got started. The first flaw was comparing two recipes: the same ingredients, just very different quantities. I halved the difference and …well, it didn’t go quite to plan:
Everything else thrown into a bag and all slow cooked for a good few hours:
Add the sugar in a preserving pan. Tip: It’s not a great idea to taste the mixture at this point. Yes, the point that it is a boiling mass…
But voila! Here it is in pots:
It couldn’t be that smooth though. It didn’t set properly, so the next day I re boiled the lot, re-potted it and celebrated with some marmalade on toast:
It turns out that re boiling had worked, just a little too well. I have marmalade that is the consistency of cheese. Think ‘cheddar’ rather than ‘cream’. And for some reason (unless I have picked up the bug doing the rounds at work), it seems to have a rather unexpected side effect… I won’t go into details, but I think I may have become a bit of an inventor.
Best case, I have developed the first sliceable marmalade. Worse case, I have developed a sliceable, marmalade flavoured…um… laxative :o( I guess there could be a market for both….
I don’t like to be beaten though, so I’ll be having another go this weekend. Who knows what will happen this time.
And on a slightly different topic, someone asked for a close up of the dress I crocheted (the picture here was rather blurry). Here you have a close up of herringbone treble stitch, if that’s the sort of thing you like :o)