Blood Orange Curd

Guys, it’s been one of those weeks two of those weeks. I just don’t know what happened. Every time I set out to cook something or to bake something I managed to sabotage it.

I’d been lusting over the blood oranges in season and was determined to make a *deep breath* double-stuffed-blood-orange-meringue-pie-with-a-pistachio-biscuit-base-and-tall-Italian-meringue (scented with orange blossom water). I made it, and it was a thing of beauty, but I was impatient. An hour after it was out of the oven I unclicked the ring of the tin – because I didn’t want any biscuity sides on my pie – and lifted it away to watch the still hot and absolutely not set filling slide outwards. I was too angry to cry.

 

I absolutely stuffed in a few hot forkfuls in the hopes that it would taste the way I hoped (it did!).

The week went on and I didn’t feel like cooking anything when I got home – let alone trying to photograph it in the late afternoon in a basement flat.
(The idea of wrestling with low lighting just made me sink into the sofa).

Then last week I sat down with a wonderful woman I work with. We’ve been saying for six months how we should run a Supper Club because we love to cook, love to feed people and are constantly disappointed by restaurants within our price range.

We’re going for it! We’re doing a Portuguese supper club and it’s given me the kick up the rear I needed to leave my pity party and get back in the kitchen!

Portuguese dessert prep has begun and as a result I have a multitude of egg yolks hanging around, but what to do with my hoard of blood oranges? Curd of course! To fend off this typically British spring weather.

Blood Orange Curd

Makes approximately 1 cup – I doubled it

3 blood oranges
1/4 cup of sugar
5 egg yolks
113g butter

Zest and juice all the oranges.
Put everything in a small saucepan.
Put it on a low heat, whisk constantly and watch it like a hawk.
As soon as it’s thick enough to coat the back of a spoon and leave a line in, it’s done!
Pack it up and let it cool.
I ate mine on digestive biscuits. It was one of those days!