Oh, that is so formal and stuffy. Let's try that again.
Better! Those of you who have never tried this magical fruit might be wondering what they taste like. They are hard and dry and not tasty at all when raw, but cook them down and throw some sugar at them and they will become the most delicious spread (or paste) ever. It's a unique flavor that I really don't think I can describe accurately. If you really push me to describe it, I would say that it could be a cross between an apple and a pear, with its own distinctive flavor mixed in. I never bother making a traditional firm quince paste because I actually prefer it in a more spreadable form. This is the recipe that I use, but I stop at step six and call it a day. My ideal consistency happens at around 45 minutes into the cooking, which yields a firm yet easily spreadable... spread. Mr. Wing-It likes a firm, more sliceable paste which takes an extra 15 minutes or so.
If you can't be bothered to make traditionally round biscuits, quince spread tastes just as good on lazy rectangular ones! :)
Our grocery store used to bring in quinces in November, but a few years ago they stopped carrying them because I think I was the only one buying them. Then I looked all over town trying to find *my precious* but no other grocery stores or markets had them. I was sad and quinceless for a few autumns, until one day I decided to look in an unlikely place: Walmart! They had them! At Walmart! WTF?! (What the fruit?!) Now I buy them there every year, even though the cashiers rarely know what they are. The cashiers have entered them as Asian pears, apples, green grapes (really!) and "unique fruit". The latter was the most accurate, because they are unique indeed!
If you have never had quince spread or paste, you are missing out on one of the most amazing foods in the entire universe and I urge you to make it your life's mission to degust this awesomeness - now you can't say I've never done anything for you. Recipe!
But enough of my fruity obsession. Today's cute is kind of sad. Remember the splashing, somersaulting geese from last week's post? Well, the lake is frozen and fun time is over. Poor little fellers.