Last Saturday, on my weekend out of Sofia, I bought lots of homemade jam in Koprivshtitsa.
Why? Well, I don’t have the time, the energy or the interest necessary to make my own jam. I am much happier buying it from little old women who’ve set-up a cardboard tables of jam.
Because what’s better than homemade jam?
I got home four jars–two jars of strawberry, one blueberry and a jar of pumpkin and walnut. The strawberry and blueberry are pretty standard issue. Tiny berries, hand picked, beautiful color.
But the pumpkin and walnut jam, that’s another story. I’ve never heard of such a thing. The jar was so pretty. The color is very orange and the walnuts are floating in a syrup and suspended between the pumpkin pieces.
The thing is I haven’t tried the pumpkin-walnut jam yet.
I am kind of afraid. I know that’s totally silly but it’s so pretty. What if I don’t like it?
The other issue that’s floating around is that now that I have the jam at home I can’t get the thought that it’s a jar vegetable jam. Vegetable jam sounds a little too weird for words. Clearly, that’s only because I’ve never tried it.
So, today’s the day. I am going to try the pumpkin-walnut jam. The only thing I haven’t decided yet is if I’ll have it on a piece of toast or over yogurt. Thoughts?