Sour Grapes

IMG_4881What does a Gearhead do when the race season is over? Builds bridges.

What does the Gearhead’s wife do when race season is over? Builds grudges.

IMG_4872Bridge first. There is a second floor door at the east side of our house. Until recently the door opened out onto nothing besides a twelve foot drop off. I frequently quipped the door was for people I don’t like, the ones who have pissed me off, the ones who need to leave immediately. But really, no one has used the door [wife edits: though sometimes I wish they had]. The Gearhead has always said he would build a bridge from the door to the barn. You know the barn, that great big outbuilding fashioned to be a multi layered car garage? But I didn’t really IMG_4879believe him.   Besides, the gap over which a bridge would need to connect is not insignificant – it’s a good 13 feet and it’s where the cherry picker is parked. Click here is you don’t know what a cherry picker is. Anyway, I came home from work recently to find construction of a bridge well underway.   Don’t worry, the design has accounted for the cherry picker…it goes up and over and there are two odd shaped decks, one for the house and one for the barn, and then the bridge between. I grudgingly admit the bridge is both functional and aesthetically pleasing.

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Grudge. Why do I grudge? I don’t know. Probably it’s slipped into my genetic make-up. That’s right, blame biology. Maybe it’s lack of sleep. The whole schedule

He thought I wouldn't notice this arriving ...

He thought I wouldn’t notice this arriving …

of work and kids and all has been punishing. But then I also signed myself up for a creative writing class on top of that. For fun. And it is fun. But I’m tired. Always tired. So tired that I almost didn’t notice some of the new cars the Gearhead slipped onto the car farm. I can’t tell which one of us is crazier anymore.

A friend dropped some grapes off. They’re Concord grapes but I find the ones that grow around here are always a little foxy tasting, a little wild. So, instead of jelly I made them into a savoury sauce/jam. I used star anise

and it was filled with a treasure trove--so described by the Gearhead

and it was filled with a treasure trove–so described by the Gearhead

and cloves and because I didn’t have any juniper berries I topped it up with straight gin. For some reason I think this will go well with hard cheeses. The recipe was adapted from Tart and Sweet by Kelly Geary and Jessie Knadler.

Savoury Concord Grape Sauce

41/2 pounds (2 kg) Concord grapes, stemmed

1 small shallot, sliced into rounds

½ cup (120g) sugar

2 bay leavesIMG_4858

5 whole cloves

1 star anise pod

¼ teaspoon black peppercorns

Juice of 1 lemon

2 tablespoons gin

1 tablespoons balsamic vinegar

Place all ingredients up to gin in a large pot. Cook over medium-high heat, stirring often, until the grapes are completely broken down, anywhere from 25 to 35 minutes.

IMG_4867Remove the pot from the heat. In small batches, use a rubber spatula to push the mixture through a strainer into a smaller pot, making sure to pass everything through except the skins of the grapes and the spices (I used a food mill for this). Discard the grape skins and the spices.

Return the strained mixture to the pot and bring back to the boil. Depending on the water content of the grapes, you might IMG_4862want to cook it down a bit more, anywhere from 10 to 30 minutes. Stir in the gin and the balsamic vinegar.

Ladle into sterilized jars. Process for 10 minutes, adjusting for elevation. Makes about 4 cups.

 

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This entry was published on October 26, 2015 at 6:55 am. It’s filed under Autumn, Preserves and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

4 thoughts on “Sour Grapes

  1. nice try… i know why you made this… (2 tbsp gin), will allow said Gearhead’s wife to drink and make jelly.

  2. I saw the car arrive but had no idea about the bridge!! Can’t see it from down here!!

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