“They dined on mince and slices of quince which they ate with a runcible spoon, And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced in the light of the moon.” The Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear As a child I always loved Lear’s nonsense poem of the unlikely romance between an owl and his feline friend, and I guess I never questioned their feast of ‘mince and slices of quince’ as I’m not sure I even knew what a quince was. But it was nonsense, it rhymed and it sounded funny so it didn’t matter.
Thank you Gina for this simple recipe, which I will look forward to using. Our poor quince had hardly any fruit this year, although it varies greatly, as last year we had a magnificent crop.
I’m now tempted beyond quince jelly after reading this. Particularly like the sound of the quince and cheese concoction 😋. Thanks for sharing.
How wonderful to have your own quince tree!
The quince cheese (or membrillo) is exquisite but a real faff to make.