It's been another one of those head-long, head-down, tumbles of a week, though perhaps every week is like this and I just manage to forget so I can do it again. If I went into the epic kitchen days remembering the foot-aching, gritty-eyed feel of the end of a fourteen or twenty hour day, I might balk. Better to practice forgetfulness!
I've been playing with whole grain lamination again. Really, I just wanted a format to show off these beautiful honey poached quinces and pears. How better than on flaky, buttery pastry? Tomorrow I'll tackle the other twenty pounds of quince, along with the rest of this week's garden and neighborhood gleanings. I'm thinking membrillo and canned poached quince. Other recipe recommendations? It's such a beautiful, puzzling fruit.
Off to market!
See you in a few hours.
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