Related to roses, apples and pears, the tantalising quince was almost certainly the “apple” of the Garden of Eden fame say those more expert than I.
For me, quinces are all about “…the scent of buffet tables laden with bobotie, breyanis and bredies, sambals and salads, frikkadels and Cape Dutch Chicken Pie, melktert, Malva Pudding and koeksisters… in cool, character-filled rooms set in rolling green sunny spaces…
Thousands of miles and many thousands of days… all it takes is a quince.”
Heralding the start of the quince season here north of the Alps,
Flammkuchen with pumpkin, quince and bacon:
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