Sunday, December 20, 2015

Tomatoes in December?!

Well first time there have been tomatoes growing in the polytunnel at Lantallack at this time of year. Marvellous eh Rudolph? #christmas #tomatoes #didyouever?!

It's that time of the year again. Distracted by tomatoes in tunnel but really wanted these for lunch. #artichokes #perfectsoup

Friday, November 6, 2015

Wild fruits of Lantallack

Have just found these little beauties in the fields here...the Shaggy Cap (otherwise so aptly named for this household...Lawyer's Wig) is growing in abundance in the orchard.  The Blewitt (or Blue Leg) is further down the valley...both are edible, but avoid alcohol with the Shaggy Cap.  

The large white conical one is The Miller, also edible...and, as its name suggests, has a taste of freshly ground flour and for the one in the front, don't touch it....its deadly!!

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Last Pickings!

What a year it's been for apples at Lantallack!

Tommy Knight is the most perfect little apple tree with the smallest but most beautifully formed deep pink fruit. A good eater/juicer for October/November. But who was Tommy Knight? He came from St Agnes but other than that I have no idea:

Final picking to store. Tommy Knight, Blackmoor Pippin, Hockings Green and Brambly Seedling:

And all those that didn't get crushed have been put to bed in the apple store, for eating, cooking and saucing:

Night night from Lantallack Apple Orchard until blossom time next April/May!

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Lantallack Gives So Much

Lantallack gives so much. This is the third crop of toms and still more coming. Didn't have time to sow in spring but last year's plants self-seeded themselves and left alone have gone mad!!  Isn't nature a wonderful thing?

Laxton Superb.  And isn't it beautiful.  Just making last but one crushing for apple juice, mixed with Newton Wonder it should be fab!

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

It's That Time of Year Again!

Lantallack's kitchen is awash with apples

But these little yellow fruits are very special as Edward Lear recognised in the Owl and the Pussycat:

   'They dined on mince and slices of quince which they ate with a runcible spoon; and hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the moon ...'

We didn't dance this time but managed to make 60 delicious pots of Quince jelly. Yum!