Looking out my kitchen window, there is a tree that I never really notice until autumn settles in. This time of year, the tree is brilliant, it's branches dangling with heavy, yellow fruit. Upon closer inspection, the vibrant yellow fruit is a far cry from it's fuzzy little green beginnings. One would think this is a pear tree but it is actually a quince tree. What does one do with a quince???
I pick a few and toss them into a bowl with plans of cooking them .... somehow as it is impossible to eat these raw. In the meantime, when I walk into the kitchen, they greet me with a fragrance of bittersweetness ...... a kind of honey and lemon combination.
I decide to cook the quince ... slowly ... in a pan with butter and sugar. When topped off with the buttered quince, rice pudding is the perfect match. Rum & raisins are my favorite, but this certainly is good. I'm not much of a cook but I do enjoy baking .... ONCE IN AWHILE. The fact that I have never eaten a quince before, sparked some renewed interest in the kitchen.