The ingredients for the recipe: Dutch jonge jenever, sugar and cherries (enamel bowl used to be my grandmother's). |
Today's guest blogger is Naomi Koojimans from The Netherlands, whose Instagram feed portrays "a visual diary of life in general and food in particular." An instagrammer for the past three years, Naomi says this "highly-addictive app" has connected her with a world of kindred spirits from different countries and time zones and rekindled an appreciation for her heritage. Her insightful thoughts on settling down to build a new life in her own community rather than looking longingly at the green(er) grass on the other side of the fence packs a powerful punch of wisdom. Read her words below.
With time
seemingly going by faster and faster each year, I always worry about food
related seasonal oblivion. Plums, rhubarb and strawberries … the fear that I
might miss them is always lurking.
Much to my
relief our local cherry stall actually just opened. I live in an area where
fruit orchards traditionally are aplenty: apples, pears, red currants, the
aforementioned plums and strawberries. They grow in abundance here in the clay
ground of my area.
This
particular stall not only offers delicious cherries, but sweet memories too.
There was a time when my husband and I had serious plans to move our life and three
kids to Sweden. We longed for new adventures and especially country life. I got
myself a book ‘Education on Emigration’ and in the preface the reader was asked
the question, “What’s the real reason
you want to move to the country?” I never got past that sentence, it hit me right in
the face.
At that
moment, we had had quite a few rough years behind us: we almost lost a child,
there were some severe work-related problems and we barely managed to survive
it all. I realized that we didn’t want a new life in Sweden, but just a new life!
And would things really be better in a foreign country, albeit a wildly beautiful
one, but without any knowledge of the language and especially without the
support of our near and dear?
We were in
this particular cherry orchard and while the children were devouring bucket
loads of cherries, covered in juice, looking like extras in a cheap horror
movie, we decided there and then: we already have a good life, let’s stay! As a
family we were definitely on the mend, the future was looking bright, so why cut all
ties and throw ourselves into the unknown? Adventure can be a good thing, but not
when we were risking to create even bigger problems than we had before. And the
good country life appeared to be a mere ten-minute bike ride away!
Let’s drink
to that! To family
and friends who are living a stone's (no pun intended) throw away, this
Christmas, when we
have homemade Cherry Brandy. Or even better … Drunken Cherries!
- Naomi Koojimans
"Eating cherries in the garden." |
The loot! |
The jar with sugar coated cherries waiting to be submerged in the spirit: to me it looks very festive already, like snow dusted mountains! |
The end result: although for the real end result we'll have to wait a few months. |
Cherry Brandy
(This recipe
is by Miss Foodwise the
real queen of puddings, who I admire greatly)
Ingredients:
- · 500 gram cherries: originally it should be made with sour cherries, but you can use sweet ones too. In that case lower the amount of sugar a bit.
- · 0.5 litre vodka or eau de vie. To stay in tune with the ‘local’ theme I used ‘Jonge Jenever’, a traditional Dutch spirit from which gin evolved.
- · 150 grams sugar
Directions:
Things really
couldn’t be easier:
Rinse the
cherries and check for bruises or damage. Best to keep those out.
Trim the
stems of the cherries until there is about 1 cm left. This will keep the
cherries intact. Put a layer of cherries in the sterilized jar, add some of the
sugar and go on with layering till everything is in the jar.
Pour the
alcohol of your choice over it, close the jar and give it a good shake.
Put it in a
cool and dark place, but do not forget about it: for a week you have to give
the jar a daily shake.
Then do
forget about it till it’s Christmas. And even if you forget about it for several
Christmasses, it should still be good. It might be a bit stronger, but good.
Serve in a
dainty glass and enjoy in good company.
Photos by Naomi Kooijmans, used with permission. Find Naomi on Instagram @ Jools Mayer.
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