Last week we bought a container of peaches. I love peaches, they were not quite ripe though and we forgot them at home when we went to the cottage on the weekend….. (insert sad face here)
When we got home the peaches were not looking as nice. (insert another sad face here)
They were wrinkled. Omg peaches wrinkle.
Jill thought some hand moisturizer… (insert wide open eye face here)
Megan said the squirrels may like them… (insert wrinkled peach flying across the kitchen and Megan ducking picture here) ((lol.. not really))
Aimee said we can make a compote.
Yay Aimee. (insert a very happy face here)
I like the tiny zippy ones, they are handy for
getting in line ahead of the nice old man with the full shopping cart… maneuvering through the store.
So Aimee took the peaches and peeled off the wrinkly skin, sliced them and tossed them in a pan with some butter. She let them simmer, not fry, for a bit, (she snuck in a bit of sherry) then added a bit of brown sugar and a splash of lemon juice. Then she added a handful or two of the grapes and let it reduce a bit.
A big splash of vanilla was .. uhm splashed in, along with nutmeg and cinnamon. This reduced until a bit of caramel formed, that was a lovely purple colour from the grapes. mmmmmmmmm it smelled heavenly.
Then another handful of grapes was tossed in as the others were mostly sauce now. Omg it was so pretty.
We even shared it with Megan and Jill…..
I was going to take a picture, but there is nothing to take a picture of.. uhm it sort of vanished.
I am going to stop at the store on the way home and see if they have any wrinkly peaches…… 😉