Held at Canberra's oldest and quite posh hotel, we raced in a little late and breathless. I apologised for our tardiness, but explained we'd spotted a ripe mulberry tree on the way in. We were forgiven - our host and hostess had also seen it and fully understood the call of free and unattended fruit and were anticipating a visit on the way out.
We popped back in the early evening and collected a kilo of the very small but tasty fruit. It became a mulberry and (donated) loquat crumble that evening. Tonight we eat the last of it from the freezer.
Since then, a colleague of TOF's invited us around to help clear up her mulberry tree. From that we made about 20 jars of the most delicious jam. It's our first time with mulberries, but it won't be the last.
2 comments:
Mulberries are delicious, I love their tartness. We had a very old tree in the garden, but it died ten years ago. The Labradors would eat the berries!!!
Ha! Me too. I love mulberries too.
My Auntie Alma had a HUGE one in her back yard in Brisbane which I raided on my many visits there.
The first thing I did when I got here, my first place with a backyard large enough (it is large enough for an entire plantation) was plant a mulberry tree. My very own mulberry tree.
So now I'm wondering why I've only planted one....?
Moi
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