Last weekend we had a window of lovely weather here in the Adelaide Hills. My husband took one look at the big blue sky full of fluffy clouds and declared it to be Strawberry Picking Saturday. As the unchallenged sweet-tooth of the family, I of course needed no convincing – the kids were bundled into the car quick as a flash, as I drooled in anticipation of THIS:
Decadent huh? We are super lucky to live only a few minutes from Beerenberg Strawberry Farm, so it was not long before we were contentedly meandering up and down the rows of shiny red strawberries with juice dripping off our chins.
The following morning Miss C joined me at the blender to whizz up a huge jug of strawberry smoothie. Slurp, slurp, s l u u u r r p…
With full bellies and milk moustaches, we launched eagerly into our first-ever jam making project. I chose this as our guide, for it’s speed, and the fact that all the super hot boiling part would take place safely tucked away inside the microwave, out of reach by curious little fingers.
It was 35 min from chopping and hulling, to licking our very own delicious jam off of the spoon! We managed to control ourselves long enough to wait for a batch of date scones to cool – and for a quick photo to mark the big moment – before we devoured them.
In the name of decency I am not including the ‘after’ shots, which may or may not show someone sneakily licking the plate. It’s for the best.