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334 – Exotic fruit

Mmmm-mmm — Chilean guavas. I love fruit, and I’ve always had a particular attraction exotic fruit. As kids Mum would never buy us fireworks for Guy Fawkes – her position was that Dad worked too hard for the money to simply set fire to it. At the time I didn’t really have an opinion either way, but I really respect her for that decision now. We didn’t miss out a treat though. At about October/November pineapples and coconuts would come into the shop – very seasonal – and Mum would buy us one of each.

They’d be shared out among us all – the sweet spikey succulence of the pineapple, the unusual exotic flavour of the coconut milk, and the firm coconut flesh was enjoyed and commented on. School mates were envious of our packed snacks, and we didn’t miss the fireworks at all.

The Chilean guavas are on their way to becoming jelly and chutney – the jelly is just the most beautiful rich red colour and the flavour is superb – slathered with melting butter on hot scones – just divine. I’m not sure if these are genuinely guavas, originating from Chile – they are from our tree at home – we’ve grown them for years. They, and the subsequent jelly, are part of the family tradition.

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