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What’s Happenin’?

Hello Everyone!!  As a follow up from the frustrating iguana story, I thank you all for your advice to eat them.  We were actually going to do this but not mention it in our blog as we thought that it would sound politically incorrect.  Anyway(s), watch this space for iguana curry!

Well what’s been happenin’?  Gnome is temporarily out of action…again!  He was lifting and pushing zinc roofing into place yesterday and he has accidentally torn a ligament…in the left scapula region.  He said,

“My shoulder blade feels so unstable, it feels like it’s popped out of place!”

I examined him thoroughly and reassured him that the injury was not too severe but he did need about two weeks rest with no heavy lifting.  He wasn’t happy to hear about that!

So, no weed-wacking, no construction, no nothin’ for Gnome right now.  He’s going to drive me crazy…Ha-Ha!!

Anyway, I haven’t been writing so much but we’ve been doing our usual squirrelling around the farm.  Both can’t keep still!!  We’ve been doing regular canning lately and have amassed a respectable amount of jars in our pantry.  We have another 38 jars of lentils and 34 jars of beef stew.  Oh, and some beef broth too.  More food hoarding!!  Yippee!!

Preserved Foods.

The duckies have been laying but we haven’t been able to keep up with eating the eggs so I’ve started salting the eggs (Chinese style).  You might know the salted duck egg yolks from Chinese  mooncake.  We’ll going to have about 50 of them!

Salted Duck Eggs.

Since I am talking about food preservation, I will end with a big jar of craboo that we have pickled in vinegar with jalapeños.

Pickled Craboo.

Yes, it’s craboo season again and the only people who love this stuff are the Belizeans, Gnome and Munchkin.  Anyone born outside of Belize, refuse to touch this stuff because they think it’s tastes cheesy, in a bad way.   We think it tastes cheesy in a good way…it is after all, best eaten after fermenting in a plastic bag for a few days.  According to local tradition, the best method to get the craboo to ripen  is to place in a car for a few days to bake in the heat of the sun.

How to ferment craboo.

Enjoy craboo season while it lasts!!

Still Going…

It’s the Wet Season and the puddles have coalesced into ponds and we are ankle-deep in water.  I am not exaggerating!!  Nevertheless, the work still needs to be done.  It’s all day rains right now so you basically have to run out during the breaks to get things done.  Yes, I wish right now that I could hole myself up in a cave (with a full pantry) and ignore the whole farm!  But alas, the animals need to be tended to, the farm still needs maintenance and can’t be ignored (otherwise it will turn into one horrible mess) and I still need to harvest and preserve the fruits of the season.

Gnome, despite his hand injury, is trying to help me out and is doing “light work” right now.   He’s helping me collect vegetables and fruit and generally trying to keep the level of the humour up by reading to me…he could pick something like a light novel…but this is Gnome humour…

Gnome Keeping Out of Trouble.

Here are some pictures from the farm; we have been harvesting wax apple….have to get them before the birdies…

Wax Apple.

The craboo are flowering…really quite beautiful:

Craboo Flowers.

Oh and on Sunday we had a few casualties from the torrential rain.  We have a very old grey goose (we reckon she is ancient…like about 30 years old… because she has cataracts) got caught in the rain.  I found her all sodden in the mud and she was too weak to move.  She’s now been placed in emergency wheel barrow 1 with water and food.  The other casualty was the Overlord (aka male turkey) who had been sitting on turkey eggs for 7 whole days without taking any breaks.  Alas, he was found with his face down in the grass…for a minute I thought he had carked it but he let out an enormous whimper.  I quickly dried him up and carried him to emergency wheelbarrow 2; he seems okay now but is really crabbit (I think this is a Scottish word that means crabby) and feeling very sorry for himself.

Right now our mini medical unit is under the house.  I hope that we don’t get any more sick animals because we have used up all the wheel-barrows!

Anyway, the Duchess (aka female turkey) is still sitting on the eggs…what a champion.  Let’s hope that we get some hatchlings out of this one…about one more week to go.

On the Joys of Eating Craboo.

Together.EatingYay…It is a craboo season!  Gnome and I relish this time when we can sit together and polish off a huge bowl of this delightful fruit together…day after day until the season finishes.

We have some of these craboo trees (Byrosonima crassifolia) growing voluntarily on our land.  The fruits are not mature yet, still at a small green stage.  We have to keep a keen eye on them because the blackbirds (Carib Grackles) are scoffing off all our fruit (both unripe and ripe) as if there is no tomorrow.  The cheeky buggers!!

Green Craboo on Tree.
Green Craboo on Tree.

Anyway, the taste of craboo fruit is like no other.  They are red or yellow in colour, round and soft.  The flesh is white and has a distinct unctuous cheese-like fragrance with a background of mild sweetness.  They are truly umami and it is a wonderful taste experience.

To get the most of the craboo fruit, they require fermentation in  plastic bags for a few days (1 to 3 days depending on the degree of fragrant cheesy flavour you would prefer).

Dallah Bags of Craboo from Market.
Dallah Bags of Craboo from Market.

A few years ago, we were given a handy tip by a Belizean who recommended that we placed our craboo fruit inside the car to allow maximal ripening of the fruit.  So, you can recognise a true craboo connoisseur if they have bags of craboo sweating away in their car and they are totally non-plussed by the cheesy odour emitting from inside the vehicle.

Fermenting Craboo in Car.
Fermenting Craboo in Car.

So far, we have not found any fellow ex-pats who share our love for this unusual tasting fruit.  The locals all seem to have the same feverish enthusiasm as us…I have seen Mayans buy ten bags at a time at the market.  I have seen the way their eyes ogle at the fruit as they labouriously go through the bags of fruit, looking for the ripest ones.  The job of finding the best tasting bags of fruit, becomes an obsessive task.  I know this because I stand side by side with all these Mayans man-handling the bags of fruit as we vocalise our anticipation with “ooohs” and “aaahhs” and smile knowingly at each other.  I feel that I have been initiated into an esoteric, sacred custom of Belize! Gnome.Glasses.Shot.LibraryGnome says that liking craboo should mean that you have graduated successfully into a fellow local Belizean.  It is a well-known fact that it is extremely difficult to get Belizean residency in this country…and there is apparently no logical system to follow in order to gain this status.  Gnome has suggested that a bowl of craboo should be placed in front of applicants; if they are seen to be eating craboo fruit with great gusto like a local person, then they should be granted the Belizean status!  Knowing all the expats down here in Toledo, I would say that, given this test, they would all be leaving en masse!