For a lot of us a morning breakfast is a morning ritual. Something repeated time and time again. For me there are phases. One of the phases I go through is the tea and toast mornings. And this specially when I settle back into the morning routine. After an hour of running, kickboxing or yoga. There is comfort in the familiarity of tea and toast. How boring you might say. But change the jams, experiment with nut butters and tea combinations and it never is boring. I love fresh home made small batch jams. It keeps me interested in the toast morning after morning.
And just as the mangoes are bidding adieu, what better way to savour them a tad longer than Jamming it.
I do not add any flavour or spice in mine, but you can add chilli flakes or cinnamon or cardamom. Just a hint of after taste. Let the mango shine
2 cups chopped mango
3/4 cup of raw sugar
1/2 lemon juice
1. Chop the mangoes and add them in a pan on low heat. Add the sugar and cover with a lid. Stir occasionally.
2. Cook till the consistency you like has been reached. I like my jams chunky, so for me its all about tenderising the mango.
3. Before turning the heat off, add a squirt lemon. Stir and turn off the heat. Pour in a clean try jar. As the sugar quantity of the jam is low, it is not apt for long term storage outside the fridge. So store in the fridge and enjoy with toast, pancakes, crepes etc.
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Tis the Last Rose of Summer Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone:
No flower of her kindred,
No rose-bud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
Or give sigh for sigh.
I’ll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o’er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
And from Love’s shining circle
The gems drop away.
When true hearts lie wither’d,
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?
– Thomas Moore