Granny (Dilly) Botany you’d Guava not know …

The touch of blue you see on high Is parts of sea as well as sky.

The touch of blue you see on high
Is parts of sea as well as sky.

To add big apples I thought wise, So that one can compare the size!

To add big apples I thought wise,
So that one can compare the size!

When with a passion fruit you miss
Try Passiflora edulis
Dad with a taste for motoring*
The guavadilla’s praise will sing
These yellow be and may be tarter
Variety is flavi car pa*.
What is the favourite recipe for this?
Mix seeds and juice, condensed milk: instant bliss!

The granadilla in a number of forms is a favourite for desserts, drink and cocktail flavouring, and grows well in a number of climates. Too well, in fact, in some of them where in spite of the lovely blooms and delicious fruit, they are regarded as a pest. The commonest seen is probably the purple (when ripe) Passiflora edulis which has less tartness, but we have long been fans of its flavicarpa variety, known as a guavadilla in South Africa. These are best harvested by waiting for them to drop, and then grabbing as soon as possible. Leave them to ripen further if not already yellow and slightly wrinkled.

We feasted on some last evening, and the pictures show a fresh crop I gained today. This year we have successfully competed against the monkeys, who generally don’t wait for them to drop or — when they do fall — steal them from right under our noses.

© February 2017 Colonialist

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12 Responses to Granny (Dilly) Botany you’d Guava not know …

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  2. Louise Knowles says:

    I have a vine growing in the garden where I rent a cabin. What a boon. I pick a dozen every week to take to my mother. She has them on her morning cereal. I also give them away to the car guards who are always interested in whether I have more, and now I have learned to eat them myself I can’t stop. I never liked granadillas but these have more pulp. I use put them in beverages and eat them on the beach, breaking them open and licking out the inside, and I am going to make granadilla fridge tart.


    • colonialist says:

      One can really become addicted to them, indeed. Ours have finally dried up for the season (it is past midwinter here) but I can’t wait for the new season’s production. My breakfast treat is to have them with yogurt and honey.


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  4. 68ghia says:

    Since I now find myself in your general vicinity, I can attest to the monkeys – they are everywhere and are quite arrogant! When I wait for the one kid to come out of school, I see the monkeys wait for cars before they cross the road – very clever!
    But, I’m glad-ish I live in a flat where I don’t have to worry about them coming inside to come and eat my food!!
    As for the guavadillas – never had one. Guavas yes, from my own tree and grinadellas, mostly in juice – maybe one day I’ll have my own tree!


    • colonialist says:

      They can be a delight to have around as long as one denies them access to areas where they can steal or do damage. It is worth the effort. Of course, one needs to be really smart about it. They learn to open the fruit cupboard quite quickly!
      Oh, and most flats are accessible to them. They climb like what they are!


  5. So many fruits in the world I haven’t heard of, let alone tried!


  6. Who said monkeys are dumb animals?


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