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Carrot, Orange and Ginger Jam

 

Apparently, it is Mad Hatter Day today. I don’t know what this means. He’s not my favourite ‘Alice’ character. I’m a bit of a Cheshire Cat person myself. With a soft spot for the Queen of Hearts, mostly because she has a bit of gumption, a bit of character and I am prone to Queen of Hearts behaviour  sometimes. But not as much as I used to be. Have neither the energy nor inclination.

Anyway, by popular demand, here is the recipe I used for the Carrot, Orange and Ginger jam I made yesterday. As I said, I halved the recipe but feel free to mix up a vat of the stuff using the full recipe below, if you think you’re hard enough! I suppose a lot of it will depend upon whether you will grate everything by hand (as I did) or whether you’ll set about it with some magical grating machine.

Here we go...

Ingredients: Full recipe

1.5 kg carrots, peeled and grated

3 onions, peeled and grated

6 tablespoons of fresh root ginger, peeled and grated (I used the blocks of frozen ginger you can buy - much easier, which you will appreciate if you’ve ever tackled peeling and grating the fresh stuff!)

750 mls apple cider vinegar 

750 mls water

600g brown sugar

1 tablespoon fresh thyme leaves (thank you, Damson Cottage herb garden!)

1.5 teaspoons cayenne pepper

Zest of 1 lemon

Zest and juice of 3 oranges

1 tablespoon salt

1 teaspoon ground black pepper


Method:

1) Place all  ingredients into a large pan. Bring to boil and cook for 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.

2) Reduce heat and simmer for 45 minutes until thickened.

3) Ladle into sterilised jars. Seal whilst hot.

4) Mature for 1 month in a cool, dark place.

Job’s a good ‘un! 

Must go now - the mincemeat has almost finished cooking and I need to sterilise my jars! 

Comments

Anonymous said…
Fabulous, thank you. Carrot jam it will be next time the ingrates reject their carrots 👍🏻
Anonymous said…
Sweet. Thanks!
KJ
Denise said…
Ladies, you are both very welcome. Carrot jam will be trending before we know it!
Vera said…
Sounds lovely..... didn't know that you could get frozen ginger. Have memories of peeling fresh ginger, and took ages for my finger nails to get back to normal!
Denise said…
Vera, you can indeed get frozen ginger. It’s been a revelation! It’s frozen in tablespoon blocks. No peeling awkward knobbly bits, no finding a piece of shrivelled up ginger root at the back of the fridge. Straight from the freezer, sliced up with a knife - instant ginger!

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