Baking

Before my little run in with Covid last month, we picked the apples and the last of the rhubarb.

Froze in containers - this year I remembered to label them. It is so disappointing defrosting what you thought was apple to make a tasty crumble and getting tasty soup instead.

Shall make jam, but meanwhile made some puddings with apple and jelly and custard and a dot of blackcurrant jam.

Harry eats them anyway. I tHink he’s got his sense of taste back now…

He said everything tasted like mud.

Good mud, though! (re: Tony Robinson’s Maid Marianne)