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Of all the jams and preserves we make, quince jelly would have to be the most useful.

We use it to glaze ham, stir it into sauces, and serve it up with cheeses. It’s somewhat ironic then that we make it so rarely, as we don’t often get our hands on the fruit. I know they’re readily available, but for some reason, never at the places where we shop.

Thankfully, a neighbour tipped us off recently to a supply at a local fruit market. We came home with several kilos of enormous hard quinces…

After scrubbing off the furry coating, these were chopped up (core in and peel on) and brought to boil in a large pot of filtered water…

It’s been years since we last made this jelly, and in that time Pete has refined his jam making process. He now tries to use as little sugar as possible, arguing that too much of it masks the true fruit flavour. So despite having a tried and tested recipe (posted here), he decided to alter the quantities in this batch.

After boiling and straining, we were left with 3½ litres of pink quince “stock”. To that, we added just 2½ kilos of sugar (a kilo less than we would have used a few years ago), the juice of three large lemons and three jars of homemade pectin.

Of course, the jelly didn’t set easily, because the  balance wasn’t quite right. We added an extra jar of pectin and the juice of another lemon, and boiled the pot vigorously for ages. It’s in situations like this that experience really comes into play – most people would have given up at this point, but Pete was certain the jelly would finally come together.

And he was right. As the liquid cooked down, the jelly darkened to this gorgeous rosy hue. The colour change always astonishes me…

We now have thirteen jars of not overly sweet, fruit-driven jelly, which we’ve stashed in the pantry to keep us going for the next couple of years. The jars were hot water processed, and even though the recommended keeping time for preserves such as these is only a year, we’ve found that our jellies last much longer than that (if unopened) before they start to lose their set.

Hmmm. I think I need to go out and buy some ham now!

“Dredgey, I have two rainbow trout in the freezer. Will you smoke them for me, please?”

I can’t tell you how happy I am to be able to ring a neighbour and ask him this on a Saturday morning.  Farmed rainbow trout are a good buy at the moment, with these two fish costing me $11 in total. I took them out of the freezer first thing in the morning, and they were defrosted by early afternoon…

The smoker is a small metal box with holes in it. For some reason, I always think of smoking as a difficult process, but it’s actually incredibly easy.

Dredgey began by pouring a small mound of hickory sawdust onto the base of the smoker. The fish was laid out on a foil-lined metal plate (old pizza tray) on a wire rack, and placed over the wood. The lid of the box was positioned on securely to keep the smoke in.

An old tuna tin was half filled with methylated spirits and lit, then the smoker was placed on top of it.  We sat and chatted for twenty minutes while the fish cooked to perfection – tender flaky flesh, with just the lightest smoke flavour…

Pete’s not a fan of smoked meats, but Big Boy and I adore them…

We gave one fish to Dredgey, who then swapped half of it for squid with Louise across the road. Have I mentioned how much I love our neighbourhood?

Do you own a smoker? If so, what do you use it for? Dredgey has smoked everything from fish to sausages to almonds in his little box!

International Scone Week is, as we like to say over here, a bit of a lark.

Which means it’s not terribly serious, but rather just an excuse to have some fun. Three years ago, a group of us found ourselves serendipitously baking scones at the same time. One thing led to another, and the next thing we knew, a tradition was born to bake and share our scones during the second week of August.

Of course, it’s a very loose tradition, definitely a “play if you feel so inclined” kind of thing. But if you’d like to join in, please leave me your links or photos in a comment below (you don’t need to be a blogger) and at the end of the week, I’ll put together a roundup post. There are no rules, bake any scones you like – sweet, savoury, round, triangular – whatever takes your fancy. And if you need some inspiration, here are last year’s photos!

Here is my latest experiment, using the farm cheese that I mentioned in my August In My Kitchen post. The crumbly curds gave the scones a rich flavour and crisp exterior, without making them taste savoury or cheesy. They turned out a little denser than my regular scones, but with a very tender crumb, and they went down a treat – Small Man ate three of them for lunch!

  • 300g (2 cups) plain (AP) flour
  • 2 generous teaspoons baking powder
  • pinch of fine sea salt
  • 50g  unsalted butter
  • 75g Brancourts Farm Style Cottage Cheese
  • 50g caster (superfine) sugar
  • 125g (½ cup) milk
  • 1 large free range egg
  • a little milk for brushing the tops before baking

1. Preheat oven to 200C (400F) or 180C (360F) with fan. Line a small baking tray with a sheet of parchment paper.

2. In a medium bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder and salt.  Sieve the dry ingredients into a large mixing bowl.

3. Cut the butter into small cubes and crumble the farm cheese, then rub both into the flour with your fingertips. Don’t worry about getting it all mixed in too neatly. Stir in the sugar.

4. Whisk together the milk and egg, then pour it onto the dry ingredients. Mix together gently with a butter knife, then turn the dough onto a lightly floured surface and bring it together gently. Because of the added cheese, the mixture will be slightly stickier than usual.

5. Lightly pat the dough to a thickness of about 2½ cm (1″). Using a well-floured round cutter, cut out circles, taking care not to twist as you push down. Lay the scones on the parchment-lined tray and brush the tops with a little milk. Bake for 20 – 25 minutes, or until (hopefully) well-risen and golden brown. Makes six large scones.

Happy baking everyone!

PS. If you find regular scones intimidating, you might want to try
making the lemonade version – they’re very easy!

PPS. The baking has started! Check out these fabulous posts:

Heidi @ Steps on the Journey

Anne @ Life in Mud Spattered Boots

Glenda @ Passion Fruit Garden

Tandy @ Lavender and Lime

Tracy @ Sunny Corner Farm

It is one of the great banes of my mother’s existence that I’m not more “girly”.

I don’t wear makeup or perfume. I refuse to colour my very short and greying hair which I only get cut once every ten weeks. I’ve been known to wander around the neighbourhood in my pyjamas. And I would sooner eat my own spleen than go away on a “girl’s weekend”.

My mother’s dismay extends to my choice of handbags. She would love me to carry a nice leather designer bag (and bless her, is constantly offering to buy me one), but I’m addicted to Crumpler bags.

It’s possibly because there’s a Crumpler clearance store in nearby Newtown (edit: sadly, this has now closed), staffed by the nicest shop attendants you’re ever likely to meet. I spend hours in there, opening and trying on every single bag, and they’re always completely happy to let me do so.

Pete and I both have Crumpler messenger bags, and their appeal lies in both their durability and carrying capacity. We often wander to the shops and bring back groceries in our bags, slung easily over a shoulder on a long, wide strap. The Cordura outerwear fabric is water-resistant and as sturdy as old boots.

For the past year, this snazzy red number has been in daily use. It’s a discontinued style known as “Western Lawn” (Pete’s large laptop bag is called “The Dreadful Embarrassment”)…

Last week, I finally had to face the fact that it was incredibly dirty – the white trim had black smudges all over it, and the red was grotty and oil stained (from a recent laksa).

Crumpler don’t recommend that you do anything more to their bags than spot clean them (doing so voids the Lifetime Warranty – oh, did I mention that the bags are guaranteed to last forever?). However, spot cleaning only served to show up how filthy the bag really was.

So…I put it through a short cold cycle in my front loading washing machine (I personally wouldn’t try this with a toploader, as they’re not nearly as gentle). Then I hung it up to dry, finishing off the pockets with a hairdryer. Crumpler would be appalled, but my bag came out spanking clean…

I was so pleased that I went back to the clearance store in Newtown to look for a new bag. Red is lovely, but even I had begun to notice that it doesn’t match everything I own. I picked up two new bags, including a basic black version of the Western Lawn…

The colourful lining is also made from tough outerwear fabric, which means it will last as long as the rest of the bag does…

And I can’t seem to walk into the store without buying a red bag! This small  “Herbas” satchel will be perfect for times when I just want something light (she says, trying to justify the purchase)…

Crumpler started in a little shed in the Victorian city of Ballarat in 1992 and have since expanded worldwide (although I believe the European and Aus/US companies are now separate entities).

Here are a couple of the quirky freebies I’ve picked up over past visits – a little flip book and miniature matches…

The matches are so small that I’m not sure how to use them without setting fire to myself…

We have no affiliation with the company (clearly, or I wouldn’t be telling you that I’d put their bag in the washing machine), but we are huge fans of their excellent products!

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Crumpler (Australia) Website

(Sadly, the Newtown Crumper Clearance store has closed)

Happy August everyone!

A quick reminder that next week is International Scone Week! Here’s our post from last year, and the roundup of everyone’s baking. Hopefully we can have as much fun this year!

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In my kitchen…

…is a ten kilogram bag of Callebaut Fair Trade 811 (54% dark). Yes folks, this is how I buy my chocolate. Please don’t judge me…

In my kitchen…

…are two blocks of Brancourts Farm Style Cottage Cheese, which I use to make Hungarian cheese cake (which Pete adores). The cake uses 500g, so I always pass the second block to my neighbour June…

The cheese is quite unique – like a cross between a firm cottage cheese and dry ricotta. June is adamant that nothing else will work in her recipe

In my kitchen…

…are hard yellow quinces! More to come soon on these…

In my kitchen…

…are Marcona almonds, a somewhat bizarre Costco discovery.  I had to ring my ever knowledgeable friend Tania to find out about these, and she advised that they were a delicacy and quite hard to find, so it seemed unusual to come across an entire stand of them at Costco for a very reasonable $22/kg…

The Marcona variety are a different cultivar to regular almonds, with a short round shape and a sweet, delicate texture. They’re extremely moreish…

In my kitchen…

…are small tetrapaks of the best coconut cream ever. Kara brand from Malaysia is as thick as clotted cream and a small 200ml carton is usually enough for an entire chicken curry…

In my kitchen…

…is Lebanese tahini. I am completely hooked on the stuff, and this is the brand that Ray at Harkola insists is the best. Lisa and Lina, I’d love to know what you think…

In my kitchen…

…are seven jars of pectin and six jars of lightly sweetened applesauce. We bought a 16kg box of large pink lady apples from Morris and Jody at Flemington Markets, and used the less than perfect ones to replenish our pectin supplies.

The whole apples were cut into chunks (peel on and core in), then boiled in filtered water until soft. It was all sieved through muslin that darling Heidi sent me (I’ve since found a local supply), and the leftover drained pulp was then passed through a food mill and sweetened (just a touch) to make applesauce. There are more detailed instructions here

In my kitchen…

…are an array of gifts from kind friends, including these edible flowers from the perfectly gorgeous Becca

…souvenirs from the Greek island of Kos from lovely Gina…

…and vintage books on succulents from Madame Butterfly, the divine Ozoz

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Tell me, what’s happening in your kitchen this month?

If you’d like to do an In My Kitchen post on your own blog, please feel free  to do so. We’d love to see what’s happening in your kitchen this month!  Please link back to this blog, and let us know when your post is up, and we’ll add it to our monthly listing.

Here are this month’s posts…

Serena @ Anything But Toast (first IMK post!)

Lizzy @ Bizzy Lizzy’s Good Things

Ella @ Mulberry and Pomegranate

Bernice @ Dish ‘n’ the Kitchen

Elizabeth @ Welsh Hills Again
(first IMK post, all the way from Wales!)

Andrea @ Shabby Chick

Fiona @ Tiffin – Bite Sized Food Adventures

Sandy @ Vegans Eat Yummy Food Too

Kim @ A Little Lunch (first IMK post!)

JJ @ 84th & 3rd

Maureen @ The Orgasmic Chef

Kari @ Bite-Sized Thoughts

Tania @ The Cook’s Pyjamas

Emma @ Gustoso (first IMK post!)

Becca @ The InTolerant Chef

Ale @ Ligera de Equipaje

Marianne @ Aunt Shoe

Charlie Louie @ Hotly Spiced

Jas @ Absolutely Jas (first IMK post!)

Claire @ Claire K Creations

Julie @ Gourmet Getaways

Clare @ The Life of Clare

Pat @ A Yorkshire Cook

Lisa @ Gourmet Wog

Heidi @ Steps on the Journey

Judy @ Savoring Today

Zirkie @ Pink Polka Dot Food

Johanna @ Green Gourmet Giraffe

Mandy @ The Complete Cookbook

Anne @ Life in Mud Spattered Boots

Tandy @ Lavender and Lime

Joanne @ What’s on the List?

Jane @ The Shady Baker

Glenda @ Passion Fruit Garden

Tania @ My Kitchen Stories

Lizzy @ Bizzy Lizzy’s Good Things