The flitterin faces come
doun the brae
And the baskets gowd and
green;
And nane but a blindie
wud speer the day
Whaur a’ the bairns hae
been.
The lift is blue, and the
hills are blue,
And the lochan in atween;
But nane sae blue as the
blaeberry mou’
That needna tell whaur
it’s been.
Blaeberry Mou,
William Soutar
Here’s recipe from English Food that I
have found extremely difficult to cook; blaeberries and blackcurrants simply
don’t crop up in greengrocers. Almost all of the blackcurrants grown in this
country are snatched up and turned into Ribena, the leftovers being very
expensive, assuming you can track them down. Blaeberries are not commercially
grown and therefore you have to rely on happening upon bushes - many bushes; you’ll need
between 1 ½ and pounds for this recipe!
But then I came across some huge
punnets of them at a greengrocer called Elloits in Chorlton, Manchester. I couldn’t
believe my luck so I bought a couple and skipped away clutching my precious
bounty back home.
So – and I know you are quite likely to
be thinking this – what the heck are blaeberries!? They have many aliases: tayberries,
bilberries, whortleberries, whimberries, wild blueberries….the list goes on. Blaeberries
are very commonly found in the very north of England, Scotland and Ireland.
They are quite popular in France – where they are called myrtles – and are generally used to make liqueurs.
Jane Grigson tells us of a rather
disturbing song she used to sing at school as a child where a young mother is left
distraught when her baby is stolen by faeries whilst she picks blaeberries:
I
went to gather blaeberries, blaeberries, blaeberries,
I
went to gather blaeberries, and left my darling baby-O.
I
found the track of the swan in the mist,
The
swan in the mist, the swan in the mist,
I
found the track of the swan in the mist,
But
ne’er a trace of my baby-O.
So the blaeberry is steeped in the
history of the northern climes of the British Isles, but people are trying to
get this wild, rather niche, delicacy cultivated and into our shops. Susan
McCallum of the Hutton Institute is asking for people to keep an eye out for
blaeberry hotspots so that the most productive plants can be bred. This is
because they match the American blueberry for their health benefits, and sales
of blueberries are on the increase. Here's the post all about the project.
In this recipe, Jane says we can use
blaeberries or blackcurrants in this recipe; I assume because they are both
found in Britain, but I think that you should use blueberries as alternative fruit because their
flavour is so very close to that of the blaeberry. Jane also uses the Yorkshire
trick of spiking the tart with some freshly chopped mint.
Pick over 1 ½ to 2 pounds of fresh blaeberries or blackcurrants, removing leaves and stalks. Weigh out 8 ounces of caster sugar and mix it with a heaped tablespoon of cornflour and a level tablespoon of chopped mint leaves. Layer the fruit and sugar mixture alternately in a pie dish, making sure the fruit is humps up in the centre and cover with some sweet shortcrust pastry. Brush the pie with water or egg white and sprinkle more sugar on top. Bake at 220⁰C for 15 minutes, and then turn the heat down to 190⁰C and bake for a further 20-30 minutes. Serve with cream.
#402 Blaeberry or Blackcurrant Pie. I decided to make this pie for one
of my Pud Clubs, and not only did it go down very well, but won – pitched against
six other puds! It was so delicious; a deep jammy and tart filling that was so
intensely flavoured it was almost a shock, and the aromatic mint took it to
another level. This might be up for the award of best pud in English Food! 10/10
2 comments:
Whimberries are also available at Bolton and Bury Markets in season. Whimberry picking was a job for Lancashire families needing a working holiday and a number of my older parishioners remember trips up to the moors above Oldham to pick fruit for local greengrocers.
My own Wimberry (Shropshire usage) picking experience aged 5 years was a failure. The berries are low down and close in the turf on the Stretton hills - I merrily carefully picked a punnet of 'wimberries' only to be told I had picked a quarter pound of rabbit droppings.
Wimberry Pie is the traditional dessert at The President's Lunch at Shrewsbury Flower Show - Yummy.
Haha! Those pesky rabbits
I was at Bury Market the other week and bought a Whimberry pie. They are so good & I am glad they are relatively unknown...hidden food gems!
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