Can we have peach week please? There’s still time.
Did something go awry with peach season, or does it always linger this late? Looking at the ginormous bins of peaches alongside tomatoes, peppers and zucchini feels like every year at Easter, when I wonder aloud to anyone who might know whether it’s the Friday or Monday that’s the holiday? And who gets it off again? And what day do you hunt for eggs and eat the ham? And why can’t I remember how it goes from year to year? Maybe I’m overthinking things, but it’s never a bad idea to stock up on peaches when they might be the last of the season.
Awake with insomnia, skimming food blogs I haven’t visited in awhile, pondering what to do with all those peaches (it’s what I do) I came across Delicious Days (hello, old friend!) at about midnight last night, and on it this tangy peach ketchup, which is really like a pureed chutney. Sweet, vinegary and mildly spiced, I was up before the sun making it (more of what I do), which is why I didn’t manage to document its creation – it came to be before there was enough light to get a good look.
I’m not one to jar my own peach halves in simple syrup, but I do love a good chutneyketchup. And a reason to buy more peaches. And a reason to make samosas. (For dipping in said ketchup, that is.)