Saturday, 1 August 2009

Plum-full of Plums

Another day at the plum-face, the kids returned and were immediately sent down the mines, where they picked, shoveled and carted the red gold, working alongside the nearby bees and butterflies harvesting their own winter fuel. Many hands made littler work and by nightfall we had 60lbs weighed up, halved, mashed and ready to ferment. Unfortunately, this seems not to have made the smallest dent on the quantity still available on the tree. Is this some sort of endless ‘Jack and Beanstalk’ trick? The kids have a gig tomorrow night, so sadly, no more child (-ish) labour available, a shame we had a laugh, helped along by last year's plum wine laced with brandy, wild stories and dirty jokes. I’m fast running out of plumy ideas and recipes. May have to advertise for takers.

Escaped the conveyor belt production line and came up for air just long enough to cook beautiful borlotti beans and pasta feast for the comrade workers.


Tatyana said...

Hi Fay! I love plums! I'm just sitting here and drooling at your post.... How lucky you are! And a hard worker, too!

sweet bay said...

Those plums are gorgeous! Ah well, better to have too much than too little.. :)

Phoenix C. said...

Oh yummy! I do love plums, I could eat them every day several times in different recipes, including pastry, cream, custard and savoury combinations!

Jan said...

Goodness! You've certainly got your work cut out, what a fantastic harvest! I'm not keen on raw plums, but love them cooked and that tart sounds great, and the wine...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

chaiselongue said...

You're lucky to have all those plums ... for wine and jam especially, and to have help with the picking. Your Borlotti beans look lovely. Ours haven't done very well but the few we've had have been delicious.

Woodland Fay said...

Many thanks all for reading and contributing. We reckon we've picked about 200 lbs of Early River's to date and now have to turn our attentions to the Early Transparent Gage. Losing our fingerprints in the process! Still going to try and make the magnificant Major Marshall's Chutney tomorrow, if I can find anymore bottles to fill.

-chaiselongue Re Borlotti
There once was a fellow from Sparta
A really magnificent farter
On the strength of one bean,
He farted "God Save the Queen,"
And Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata"

Much patriotism and music here!