life is a basket of cherries and then you eat them at PumpjackPiddlewick

Life is a basket of cherries, and then you eat them. And make stuff out of them. Eat a few more, and make something more.

Can you tell, it is cherry season here in France? Well, at least where I live. My neighbours on either side have cherry trees. They gorgeously bloomed a few weeks ago. One of the first trees to bloom in the area. And now they are dripping with fruit.

And! Even better! I have been offered the opportunity to pick as many cherries as I would like. Result!

This just re-iterates why I love living in France. The camaraderie abounds, and particularly manifests itself in sharing bounty. It’s a lovely thing, and especially when it comes to cherries.

I have planted my own cherry tree amongst the collection of fruit trees planted around my medieval restoration garden. But even so it will be a few years before I am able to share my bounty. And therefore, I am doubly thankful to my neighbours.

Now interestingly, the two cherry trees are placed in almost the same place in each garden, on either side of me. Yet one blossomed and has born fruit a good two weeks prior to the other. Talk about planning! Well, maybe not really planned. That is, unless this was originally all one small holding way back when.

A couple of days ago I picked from the one neighbours tree. They kindly offered, and even left out a step ladder to reach the higher branches. Lots of cherries to be picked. And lots of birds waiting in the wings for those on high. Win, win all around.

I managed to collect a full baskets worth to bring home. And then the plans began on what to do with them. A few were of course duly eaten. They needed taste testing, of course, of which they passed with flying colours.

And then onto prep work. I sat at Cafe du Canard with my tools. Cutting board and sharp knife, tick. Jars for cherries, tick. Tin for the pits, tick. Bowl for the crows, tick.

All the under ripe or small cherries were pitted and cut in half and put in a jar for using later. Overly ripe or bruised bits, sans pits, into the crow’s bowl. I am not really sure if crows like cherries, but I will leave it out for them just in case. It would be a shame to let them go to waste if they did like them. The perfectly ripe cherries stayed in the basket, looking pretty, and enticing me to graze now and then.

My basket provided me with two jars of cherry halves. So what shall I make? Jam for certain. Cherry is my favourite flavour jam, so this is a given. Then on to something dessert like. A crumble, I think. Then, hmmm, time to trawl the internet for additional recipes…

Links to recipes I made from this batch:

Cherry Jam – mine came out more like cherry compote, but that was my fault as I wasn’t very exact at measuring. Still, wonderfully delicious.

and Cherry crumble (gluten free) – another yum. I substituted arrowroot for cornstarch and butter for margarine. A nice and easy to make recipe.

Cherry Chutney – I love to make spicy fruit chutneys, and this recipe does not disappoint. Chutneys are particularly great for cooking with, not just dolloping on the side. Spread some over a pork chop or veggie burger next time you are cooking.

and Cherry Bacon Grilled Cheese – this is for those of you who like fruit in or with your cheese. A delicious upgrade to a simple dish.

Cherry works at Cafe du Canard


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  1. I cut down our cherry tree a few years ago as the birds got there every day before I could pick them

    1. It’s funny. Where we were before, there were two cherry trees. The first year there we had oodles of cherries to eat. Then the following year the birds ate them all before we even had a chance.

      Now here, the tree in the neighbours garden to the left, the one I have picked from already, this is the first year I have actually noticed cherries on them. Whilst the cherry tree in our neighbours garden on the right is once again a feast for eyes and mouth. (And soon to be picked by me as they are just about ripe now.)

      We have a murder of crows that likes to hang out in the very tall pine tree in our garden (between the cherry trees) and they simply don’t seem bothered about cherries. (And neither are our ducks fond of them. Nor our visiting hedgehog. Yeah, more for me!) Both are tall (taller than we can reach, even with a ladder) and laden with fruit, so maybe the birds are already fat and happy just from the top level?

      I will be curious to see how our cherry tree fairs, along with the other fruit trees when they start to bear fruit. Our champagne and red currant bushes so far have not been noticed, but then they are only just starting to ripen. I am keeping an eye on the and have bird netting at the ready should it be needed. 🙂

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