Isn't the internet a marvellous thing? Just how did we manage without it? A quick search for cherry vodka and I was off to the shops quicker than lightning and back I came laden with the things I needed, feeling a tad mollified by standing at the checkout with two enormous bottles of vodka at 11am (or at any time of day, come to think of it). And didn't I just bump into one of the mums from the Munchkin's old school. "I'm making cherry vodka", I babbled. Just to make things look a bit better, I shoved in a few novels and a cook book. Oh and some kilner type jars. Needs must and all that.
And so we need:
- 70cl of vodka (except with the amount of cherries we have, I bought 2 litres, any excuse)
- 200g caster sugar
- 400g cherries
- 150ml water
Although the cherries didn't need stoning, they did need"slitting", yawn. I did feel a bit knife-happy by the end.
Into the pan then with the slit cherries, the sugar and water, turn up the heat and cook a while until the juices start to flow and the sugar dissolves.
Once this cherryish mixture had been ladled into the jars so handily found in Sainsburys, the best bit was pouring in the vodka. It felt rather naughtily exciting!
And how does it look? Well, pretty darned fine? I'm looking forward to hopefully seeing it turn more and more pinky. The recipe suggests leaving for four weeks before drinking. Hmmm. (The little tags with string came with the jars, why not re-use? Super!)
Did someone mention a cookery book? This really is a silly thing to do, wandering away from the food aisles which are surely the point of supermarkets in the first place, and into the dangerous territory of the CDs, books and kitchen-y items and the like.
I do like a bit of Mary Berry. To me, she is the doyenne of cake making and I have lusted after her book for a while, so was delighted to find this little mini version had been published at a pocket friendly price (all that vodka doesn't come cheap!) I had a flick through whilst idling along and was sold when I found a traybake recipe that could be made with fresh cherries. Into the trolley it went.
This time the fresh cherries did have to be stoned (yes, I have a gadget but when you've spent the whole week stoning cherries, it's still a deathly task). Other than that though, it is the easiest recipe, bung all the other ingredients in the mixer, whizz for a minute, fold in the cherries and Bob's your uncle.
I panicked when I realised the butter was rock hard in the fridge. Not to worry as it's been the most gorgeous day here. So gorgeous that quarter of an hour later, my butter left on the patio table was virtually melted!
I am really pleased with the patio this year, the planting is pretty and it's a nice little oasis (when next door are not making a din!) On my travels in the retail world this morning, I found just the shallow terracotta planter I wanted for the house leeks I bought at Hampton Court Flower Show last week. More correctly, I believe they are sempervivums but why call them that when house leeks is so much more fun?
Well my my, if time doesn't fly...
Teena very kindly left me a comment to remind me that today is my blogiversary! Three years of snapping and typing and generally wittering on have flown by.
Good job I baked cake then.
But a shame I can't raise a toast with this!
P.S. Original recipe for the vodka can be found here.