Arriving home from our long week in Las Vegas for Liv's Nationals (pics on our Liv Life Facebook page), my cupboards were absolutely bare. Leaving a teenaged son home with his dad for a week totally depleted our stores of frozen burritos, marinated salmon and chips and salsa along with anything even remotely sweet. Please note that they did indeed have access to a car and a grocery store, but have instead kindly left me with a list of needed items prominently on the kitchen table.
Having wonderful neighbors, however, frequently brings good things to me just in my times of need. That's where Captain Greg comes in. Perhaps you remember Captain Greg, our gelato expert and guest poster, from his sweet/tart Lemon Lime Gelato post or his plentiful Peanut Butter Cup Chocolate Chunk Gelato?
Captain Greg is one of those people who always seems to know what you need. One of the kindest and most giving people I know, Captain Greg is the Captain of our local Team in Training Chapter for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. Mentoring new members as they begin their marathon training, Captain Greg provides the positive support that keeps these runners moving, and a love of life that makes everyone love him.
In any case, arriving home tired, hungry and just a little grumpy, Captain Greg was at our door in mere minutes delivering his latest creation, Captain Greg's Plum Perfect Gelato, as a congratulations to our dancing girl. Taking a quick look, Liv simply smiled, gave a heartfelt thanks and headed for a spoon.
Captain Greg, thanks for welcoming us home and thanks for bringing another fabulous Guest Post to Liv Life.
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Every April, my wonderful neighbor’s children – Jack and Maggie – knock on my door with one all-consuming question, “Mr. Greg! Are the ‘prums’ ready yet?” Each week as spring tumbles into summer, Jack insistently drills me with the same question, as though asking will somehow hurry the plums to harvest. It doesn’t matter whether my tree is just barely bristling with delicate, fragrant white blossoms, the question is always the same.
So in that beautiful moment in mid-June, when Carlsbad’s morning fog gives way to hot, brilliant sunshine, my one over-achieving plum tree begins dropping a crop that could feed the county. Plump, unspeakably sweet, and the deepest of red-purples, the fruit arrives all at once. And Jack and Maggie (who I affectionately call “my Farmworkers”) slip into the backyard at dawn to harvest what’s fallen almost magically into fruit nets. My tree is relentless!
So I took on a challenge. What to do with the hundreds of plums that in just a few days would move from ultimate sweetness to “not-so-wonderful”? Catch them at their peak, and the “Oh my God” sweetness can be folded into dozens of recipes!
But how could I freeze the moment when these firm, succulent plums packed their ultimate punch? Jack and Maggie’s Mom wondered aloud, “If only you could just capture that uniquely incredible moment of sweetness, shocking plum tartness and the fresh taste of your plum tree…” Captain Greg, you were served!
Well, gelato’s my passion. But the flavor signature of this early-Summer fruit is difficult to feature. The culinary world just hasn’t served up a recipe that tapped plum’s seasonal punch. Until now. I re-crafted the delicate balance of sweet-and-pungent of my Blood Orange gelato recipe to exploit the tart delivery of ripe plums. Modestly, I must admit, this recipe nails it! The fruity sugars, the sharp wallop of a crisp tart plum, and the mellow consistency of gelato will leave you begging for “Seconds”, “Thirds” and “What the hell, let’s finish this off…!”
Enjoy the “prums”.
