A favorite blogger writes: "What has happened to all the women who are done with child-rearing? Young voices permeate the blogosphere." What do sixty-something women do with their lives, especially if they do not have full-time jobs? We're here to find that out.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
These are quinces, from the farmer's market yesterday. I had made a mental note to look for them, even since reading David Lebovitz's ode to them. Just as he describes, they are filling the house (and before that, the car) with a delicious scent. I am thinking they are not quite ripe yet, since they are more green than yellow. But what do I know? I am also not sure what I want to do with them. I'm thinking "compote"; but....open to ideas. Preserves? Anyone?
It was almost an afterthought that I went to the market. I'd gone first to a used book sale - cleverly managing to escape only $5 the poorer. Then I figured, "oh, I might as well see what's there". The problem with our market is that the vendors are always the same, and rarely have anything that is really different or better than what I can get anywhere else. No unusual varieties, no specialties. I wish it were otherwise! Still, I like the concept and the vibes, so I usually stop by, and usually buy something. So yesterday it was the quinces. Breathing deeply now.... aaaaaah!
Update: Still that wondrous fragrance, still debating. Just came across this tempting post from Shuna of eggbeater. Sounds like a good approach. I love anything that, once prepared, can be kept for months at a time.