The plum tree delivered in the end, despite the aphid infestation and drought. Our neighbor also shared some from their tree, so I had plenty to can 14 jars chutney and make the annual plum kuchen. I'm a lazy baker, and this is the simplest cake batter-- nothing but butter, flour, sugar, eggs and flavoring beat up all at once and spread in a tart pan. You could top it (as the Germans do) with just about any kind of fresh fruit in season. I've sure I've posted the recipe on the blog in the past. Ditto my favorite plum poem, that has apparently now become a Twitter meme.
This is Just to Say
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
William Carlos Williams
1883-1963
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