This had my mouth watering as I sat reading my emails at the computer. Too good by far to keep to myself, so am sharing with all visitors to my blog.
The kitchen garden is surrendering it last offerings and my hedge row foraging is coming to an end. This year the blackberries have been the best ever, fat, juicy and plentiful. My secret location of blackberry bushes hasn’t failed me, and I have picked and picked. My clothing having been caught and torn from blackberry thorns and hands and fingers stained from the dark purple blackberry juice not to mention the scratches on both my arms and legs. With jars full of blackberry jelly and the freezer drawers jammed with frozen berries to be used later in wines and pies I still can’t resist a final look to see if there are any berries left to be picked. I noticed that there are still a small number that are in easy reach and would do very nicely for this recipe.
If there was a prize for a recipe for the…
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