mardi 27 janvier 2009

Mimmo's "oranges confits"




Home made "oranges confits"

Can you smell the sweet, savory fragrance drifting from our kitchen?

I really wish you could. It's being emitted by the simmering concoction of citrusy slices and suger cooking on the stove. The heat of the fire will slowly and gently convert them into delicious conserved orange slices" des oranges confits".
This story began a few years after we moved into our apartment in June 1996.
In the yard downstairs are two small orange trees. They have the most wonderfully scented flowers in the Spring and are always full of oranges. But the trees are more or less decorative orange trees , and the oranges they yield are bitter . You can't just peel them like a navel orange and eat them. They're NOT good.


For a long time we thought they were bergamot, but after doing some research, I know now they are not bergamot, but a type of bitter orange.

These rather rugged looking but very orange fruits would mature on the trees, rot , fall to the ground and noone seemed to care a bit.

One day Mimmo, who loves to cook and make jams of all kinds, decided to end the waste of the abandonned oranges and began making marmalade and conficture with them.

Heaven only knows over they years HOW MANY recycled pickle, honey, mustard, jam etc. jars were filled with Mimmo's delicious marmalades and confictures.

This year's oranges, however were all made into "orange confits"...orange slices cooked down with sugar.

I love watching them, as they're boiled down and transformed from something rough, hard and almost inedible, into soft, shimmering , tender "barques" swimming in a lucious sea of orange nectar . Smelling their marvelous perfum all evening long, inspired me to tell you about them, and to take pictures so you can see for yourself....It's not that I think we're the only ones who make or who've ever made confictures or "oranges confits"..I'm sure many of you make all kinds of delectable, delicious jams and marmalades, each one with it's unique fragrance and color. But I'm still going to share Mimmo's with you, because it's just sooo good, and also as we say here in Morocco,it's a" plaisir des yeux", a delight for your eyes!!






In the very first picture you saw the oranges on the tree..here they are picked , washed, dried and ready to be cut! Notice their rough , thick peel. Once cut into slices, they're covered with water, cooked , then cooled . Next all the seeds are removed and the sugar is added.

He uses two kilos of sugar to about twelve oranges..or two basically kilos of oranges.


With the sugar added the conversion begins...little by little the rich fluid and pulp begin to boil and bubble . Little by little they are united to become a deep golden , bitter -sweet, fragrant delice.



And after cooking over a very low fire for about two hours, it's ready to be put into jars.



One at a time, slice by slice they're gently dropped into their well.



Almost full



Last one in



Mimmo, adding the wonderful "jelly" that forms like juice.


The cooling jars, dripping with home made goodness.




Don't touch, they're hot and sticky. It's best to wash them off after they've cooled a bit.



The two jars to the left are the juice. It's delicious mixed into natural yoghourt, drizzled on crêpes or cakes.



And these are good anytime, especially after a meal. I had no cranberry sauce this Thanksgiving and I served the oranges slices in their stead. A perfect subsitution!!
So that is the story of Mimmo's "ornages confits". Hope you enjoyed it!!















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mardi 20 janvier 2009

Happy Inauguration Day to you!!


Thanks to modern communication, and BBC World satelite I'm able to be present on the National Mall and follow the inauguration ceremonies. I'm really thrilled.

God Bless America!!
God help and protect President Barack Hussein Obama!!

vendredi 16 janvier 2009

A delicious surprise

Look what I found in the market this morning to brighten up a cold( ok semi to hardly cold for my Midwestern friends) rainy, dreary Agadir day! Raspberries!! Big , red juicy , wonderfully YUMMY, raspberries. In the little shop of fresh fruits and veggies where I bought them, the owner, Hadj, told me they were cultivated in the Agadir region and exported to the States!!

So look around you, and if you see raspberries with a ticket saying they come from Morocco,
take them home and let them brighten up you day, too.


HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, believe me, you'll not regret it!!

A cold morning in Agadir

It's another cold morning in Agadir( 60°F)brrrrr.
I can even see my breath when I stick my head out the window and that is something very rare!!
It rained all day yesterday which is wonderful, but the cold, hmmmmmmmmm...we're not use to it!
I decided to combat the cold mornings like my Mom always did , with hot (cooked)oatmeal for breakfast! I remember a time MANY YEARS AGO, when we as a family( on school days) had hot oatmeal with sugar and milk for breakfsat from October-April. It was very cold in the morning when we kids, bundled up like astronats, walked up the lane to catch the school bus. Mom always said nothing stuck to your ribs like hot oatmeal and therefore we were hot "oatmealized" every winter from chilhood through highschool. Can you blame me for hating it back then...
Through the years I've eaten lots and lots of uncooked oatmeal for breakfast, you know with nuts and raisins , and fruits of all sorts, but this morning I had a strong craving for HOT , COOKED OATMEAL, and believe me it did warm me up and was delicious!!!

Sorry no pictures today, I tried to take a pictures of my condensed breath, SURE!!!, but that didn't work, and then I thought about taking a picture of my hot oatmeal, but I'd already emptied the bowl!!!!!!

jeudi 8 janvier 2009

Taking down the Christmas tree

A zoom on the tree before I started to take it all away.
On the very top, Louis' happy Christmas star.

A wooly elf on his reindeer, come from afar!!





" I fly through the air and toot on my horn.

To wake you all each Christmas morn."

Bursting and overflowing with Christmas cheer,

is this little candy house, of 33 years!!

Little felt unicorns, an example of Mom's yearly handycraft.




Angels



Angels, and more angels



Raggady Anne is missing an eye!! Oh, my!!
In a bundle on the table



Waiting to be stored away till next year.."Have a coke," Santa says!!



I took down our Christms tree today..we always leave it up till the Epiphanie, which is the six of January...I'm a few days late, but that's ok...
Taking down the Christmas tree is a rituel for me, much more important than putting it up. It's a nostolgic , almost sacred task..and trip!!! As I lift each ornament from the tree's bough and place it on the table to be stored till next year, my mind and memory travel back over the years to where and when certain of our decorations were acquired. Many of the decorations I use are those my Mom hand made for the kids over the years. She made them for all her grandkids, for many years. She'd send Tammy and Noll's in a bubbly protective evelope. I don't have all of them any more, the kids have some, but I still have enough to relive that wonderful sensation of receiving the padded envelope and discovering what Grandma had made "for this year's tree"...then we have the paper ornaments sent to the kids as Christmas cards...the candy house, Noll received when he was one..it's been tapped back together numerous times, and the lovely angel mouse of Tammy's ..I put them on the tree every year.

The silver paper star, complete with eyes and nose, that our nephew Louis made in 1999....he was only four!!! It was on the top of the tree this year..sometimes I use the angel he also made, but this year I put on the star, the angel was with the nativity scene.

I've bells and stars, snowmen, snow flakes, and stockings ..all hand made by someone dear....and I've a whole host of angels, too many for one tree, so they have to take yearly turns.. My mother, bless her heart, was always buying me angels for the tree, and now Linda has taken up the tradition!! They're all so pretty!!

I can't begin to go into details for all the decorations I have, or to tell you even briefly, from whom they are and the souvenir they evoke.
And if I did,I fear you'd never come back to look at my blog again!!!!
I don't know if any of you are sentimental about taking down the tree or not...

But I feel it as an interesting, unique story to tell, and maybe one day I'll write it all down
For today, just let me say, I've once again taken the path called "taking down the Christmas tree," and as always it was a beautiful walk!!
Here a few pictures to illustrate!

Hope your New Year is getting off to a great start.