by Jenise » Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:07 pm
Chestnut honey, that is.
Got a ham in the oven right now, studded with about 40 cloves and drizzled with chestnut honey.
Several years ago I admitted here that I didn't like the taste of honey at all. Never had, though I've tried it on and off, usually on the end of my finger, for I'd sometimes use it as an ingredient when for both sweetness and viscosity, it worked best. Brian Loofbourrow suggested I go to one of those stores that sells honey like at Granville Market or Pikes Place, and realize the entire spectrum of honeys, thinking that exposure to all things possible might enlighten if not change my mind. I did, and he was right.
Or at least, it got me to first base, and I bought a very light wildflower honey to add to the occasional cup of jasmine tea. Some months later, feeling reckless I bought a jar of Chestnut honey untasted and for no other reason than its lovely deep bourbon color. But the first time I took the lid off I couldn't put it back on fast enough. I hated it. Didn't even leave the lid off long enough to figure out what I hated except that it was very, very strong. If honey were wine, I was still in the Kendall Jackson chardonnay stage and this one was aged Musar blanc. It was way way over my head.
Well, I've sniffed at it a number of times since, and each time hated it just a little less. Today, unable to find the other honey I bought in the meantime with which to swab my little ham, I got this out thinking that whatever was so objectionable about it maybe wouldn't show so prominently in this application.
And lo and behold, I tasted it and liked it a little. Once I just stopped grimacing and let the flavors unfold in my mouth, I discovered coffee and molasses among the blossoms, flavors that I love and that (think red eye gravy) should be excellent on the ham if they come through after long cooking (I defy all conventional wisdom about ham cookery and roast it until the honey turns black).
Anyway, I feel rather happy about the fact that there is officially one less thing in this world that I don't like.
But I'm wondering if all the credit doesn't go to the honey itself. Do honeys age? Do they become softer, do edges smooth out? Does anyone know?
My wine shopping and I have never had a problem. Just a perpetual race between the bankruptcy court and Hell.--Rogov