It’s that time of year, the highlight of village life, the horticultural show. Yes, there are times I believe I do live in episodes of the Archers, but it’s a lovely event. I’ve written a few times about the show, my mixed fortunes, some rosettes, some years of disappointment.
This year because my holiday fell closer to the show then I entered more classes than ever. Which meant I had more rosettes and points than ever. There was the first prize winning biscuits:
These are one of my favourites, based on Edd Kimber’s Double Chocolate Sour Cherry Cookies, with a little extra embellishment. The embellishment may have tipped the result.
There’s the first prize winning tarte tatin:
God, I hate making tarte tatin, and I’m never making another one. It wasn’t great. It was the only one in the class. I still got a rosette.
There was my second prize winning cheese scones:
Have to say, was very happy with these. That thing about not twisting when you cut them out really does help with the rise.
And then there was my Victoria sponge:
Sadly, not even an honourable mention for this one. A little bit gutted about that. But I did win another first with my raspberry jam, and second with my tomato chutney and the lemon curd. Have to say thanks to Helen at Fuss Free Flavours for the lemon curd recipe, which is a microwave recipe that was so simple, and delicious.
Which all lead up to this:
I feel a bit humbled, as this is a new cup, in memory of the lady who had won the cup for many years, and sadly passed away earlier in the year. Her husband donated the cup, and I spoke to him to say what a lovely thing it was to have done. I shall wait for it to come back from the engravers, then there may be champagne going in it!
Now, just the small matter of defending it next year!