if you went into Berkeley Bowl Sunday looking for said fruits you found a lot of them before 2 and none after that.
sometimes a pastry chef needs to be cutthroat. one needs to follow the rules of yellow taxi cab drivers in nyc: no rules/ anarchy rules.
I needed all those 'quats. I would stop at nothing less than all of them. let them try and restock: I'll be back.
if you have an itch to see the series, check them out on flickr...
why do I love them so? why the obsession?
first it's the funny way you feel when you say their name:
m a n d a r i n q u a t.
quirky, daring, silly, flirtatious, kooky, knowledgeable.
no, they're not as easy to eat whole as their kin the kumquat. but, yes, you can candy the whole wagon-wheel and yes, they candy really fast-- with no pre-blanching necessary (might you allow me to suggest a simple syrup of 1:1.5 = sugar: water)
two, they're lovely to gaze upon. look at that shape! so varied! so elegant! pear-like or round or conical or squat.
and the color? well that's obvious. seeing that orange is the new black.