A bowl of thirty three quinces, all from my tree planted on the allotment 2 years ago. Beautiful perfumed fruit.
Was Eve’s apple actually a quince? The Ancient Greeks called it the fruit of fertility. In the poem, The Owl and the Pussycat got married and ‘dined on mince and slices of quince’. Apparently quinces are baked into Greek wedding cakes along with honey and sesame seeds.
Van Gogh painted a lovely ‘Still life with quinces’.
Try a crumble of apples and quinces. Quince jelly with a salty manchego cheese – mmmmm.
