The cherries are now all gone from the tree. There is a glut that lasts about a week, then nothing. It was about 40% - 60% between me and the birds. I got the 40% that I could reach with a step-ladder on the lower branches, and the birds got the cherries on the higher branches and anything they could nick from the lower ones.
That still left us with a lot of cherries; they became cherry pies, clafoutis, and those left at the end are making a major contribution to the creation of cherry brandy. The recipe is simple enough: cherries; brandy and sugar, mix them all together, shake the jar every day until the sugar is dissolved, and keep it in a dark place. It's ready in a few weeks, and apparently the pips infuse an almond taste, so the longer you leave the cherries in, the more almondy your cherry brandy.
A nice aspect is that the cherries can be eaten at the end too, but don't try to drive afterwards. In fact, it's best just to lie down.
I bought the jar at a car boot sale a while ago; this is the first time it is being used.
Sunday, 7 June 2020
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Many happy and grateful birds about though.
True, James. I don't resent them as long as they leave me enough.
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