Recently someone asked if there is a "girl card", like there is a man card. I don't know the answer to that question, but I do know that if there is, I missed out on several of the genes that would entitle me to one. For one thing, I don't like to shop. And I'm not all that crazy about chocolate. Chocolate is good, don't get me wrong, but I certainly don't crave it like many women do. If I were choosing, I'd choose citrus.
Last year, a friend made lemon marmalade, and I was the lucky recipient of a jar. I was torn. It was so yummy that I wanted to eat it by the spoonful, straight from the jar, then and there. On the other hand, it was so yummy that I wanted to savor it forever.
Fast forward to the arrival of the most recent issue of Fine Cooking a few weeks ago. In it was a recipe for Lemon-Ginger Marmalade. If Anything Citrus is my favorite, then Anything Ginger is my next favorite, and Anything Combo is scary good. As in, I have no self control, can't hold me back, one spoonful becomes two, two become four, four become... well, you get the idea.
Before I got a chance to try the recipe myself, Jess left a jar of it on my front porch, a swap of Yuck for Yum. I definitely got the better end of that deal.
Yesterday I made a batch. And when I run out, I'll make it again. And again. And again.
Lemon-Ginger Marmalade from Fine Cooking #97