Chutney

Thank goodness for H.'s giant pickling pot- an enormous double-handled canteen job. We bastardised a couple of recipes and added our own proclivities. Lots of garlic for H,. some chillis for me; onions, red cabbage, peaches, bramley apples, capsicums, bruised ginger, allspice, cayenne pepper (which H insists, delightfully, on calling canine pepper). H. showed me how to sterilise the jars and lids with boiling water. The smell is fantastic while you boil this in briney malt vinegar for an hour, leaving a faintly ruby mixture (not captured in the photo) like an old port. Ladle it into jars to get the later music of the lids being sucked in. Pop, pop, pop.