plum jam

i remembered waking up at 6am in the morning due to jet lag and helping myself to breakfast while my aunt and uncle continue to snooze. on a wintery london morning, as my cousin and i sat in the kitchen watching the sky turn to light, homemade plum jam and thick toast never tasted so delicious with a mug of hot chocolate.

over the years my aunt always bring back jars of plum jam she made for us back here in singapore and i have always thought that making jam was pretty tedious hencei have never once thought of making jam myself. however i came across a jam recipe on "my tartelette" while reading and admiring the photos she has posted and was surprised at the ease of making jam.



making plum jam at this time seems like a coincidence as my aunt is on her flight back to singapore and when i walked into the supermarket, the shelves were stacked with plums. i guess it's a sign. slicing and removing the pits while watching television seems like a good activity and before i know it, my bowl is filled with sliced plums.

as the plums cook and bubble in the pot, they got darker in shades of red and the scent of nutmeg and sweet plums were dancing around the kitchen.