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Something I left out of yesterday’s post, was a discussion about marmalade versus jam. It came about because Birgitta had made a big pot of, what she called, plum marmalade, using plums from her own garden. We had it with cheese and it was delicious. However, Peter wondered why it was called marmalade. He looked to me for verification that in Britain, at least, marmalade was only made with oranges.
I added that there is also lime marmalade but, essentially, he was correct. Jam was made with any fruits and marmalade was from oranges. The difference, I added, was that marmalade contained a lot of orange rind. Birgitta chimed in, suggesting that apples could be made into a spread which used the skin as well as the flesh. Was that not marmalade, she asked?
I said that apple sauce was used with pork.
I also suggested that marmalade is generally made with citrus fruit while jam uses the rest, including tomato.
It seems that the original concept of marmalade comes from Portugal and the British just created their own version based on it. The Portuguese version is called marmelada and is a thick slab of quince paste which is eaten with bread and/or cheese.
Anyway, it made a nice change from discussing politics and, I’m very pleased to say, no-one reached for a phone for clarification.
Speaking of political discussions, Nicoline wrote a response to Mats’ diatribe from The Other Bookgroup yesterday. It did not pull any punches and, as Peter intimated, it was right on the money. To be fair, Peter didn’t use that expression but he meant it all the same.
In the meanwhilst, there was no jam (or any kind of fruity spread) in my day today. The biggest thing was shopping at the ICA and, for a huge chunk of the afternoon, stapling posters all over Trosa for the next Riksteatern event which had the advantage of seeing the harbour for the first time in ages.

I sent a smile across the water to The Bob who remains asleep in the big boat shed.
And, needless to say, the weather was glorious.
