I’m currently up north, enjoying the early signs of Autumn. The air is crisp and the sun still floods the streets with light. The two make a combination fit for a hot/cold molecular gastronomy menu. Driving along, I took a wrong turn on one of the suburban streets and ended up being faced with a gigantic chestnut tree. It’s a great feeling when you are inadvertantly lead to being somewhere at the right place and at the right time. Sort of like Mr Gardener in Being There. The chestnut tree had dropped her fruit (or is it nuts?) by the thousands. I managed to sneakily forage a hundred or so chestnuts. I can’t wait to get home to eat them but for now, they will stay in the fridge waiting for Sunday.
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Wow what a fab find! I’m surprised that noone else had taken advantage if its bounteous harvest but as you say, sometimes it all a matter of serendipitously being at the right place at the right time!
Hey Helen! Isn’t it crazy? There’s always food lying around the place. Sydney has an amazing amount of olives going to waste at the moment… There’s this massive tree near Central Station! I’m in between minds if I should go pick it or not.
Chestnuts….Yum, Yum…Maybe you can make Marron glacé! ….If you decide to head to central for olive picking, I’ll join you : )
I’ve never seen chestnuts on the tree or on the ground before. Quite a haul! What are you going to do with them?
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