From Mes Confitures by Christine Ferber.
When I decided to move to north Idaho, my dad was really, really happy. At first I thought it was because he was happy for me. Then I found out that north Idaho is huckleberry central, and now, his visits seem to coincide with huckleberry season. I suspect I’m only the secondary attraction here.
So, I’ve had this bag of huckleberries in the freezer for almost a year, and I finally decided to do something with them. Enter Ferber and her darned book. The recipe is easy enough. You cook the berries with water until they soften, then you strain the juice. To the juice you add sugar and lemon juice and boil the stuff until it sets.
Yeah. Right. I boiled until the jelly passed the set test AND it reached the right temperature on the thermometer, but, once again, I ended up with huckleberry syrup instead of jelly. It’s good, it’s just a bit runny.
Definitely pancakes. I might have to go to Denny’s while my wife is out of town, order a half-dozen pancakes to go … no syrup, no butter … and bring them back here for proper consumption. Sustenance is soooo hard to find while she’s gone. Snif.
Pancakes anyone?
How does it taste? I never had huckleberries until I went to Kalispel, MT and was invited to a party with some of the “kids” from the newspaper. They made huckleberry Daiquiris and they were very good. I find that I make pretty good pancakes if you have Bisquick. LOL