England Preserves offers a positive way to engage with conscious consumerism. Sustainability, care, for the environment and the people that work for us have always been our life blood. We want to sit in a position that helps make the process of evaluation easier and more transparent.
Say cheese! In this edition of The Tip Jar, we explore what constitutes the best cheese toastie. With a little help from our neighbours here at Spa Terminus in Bermondsey, we test different breads, cheeses, chutneys and cooking methods to decipher what makes the ultimate cheese toastie.
Doing the classics right. It's something we've always taken great pride in. Here's my take on a timeless classic: Rhubarb & Custard - done 3 ways. Enjoy!
In the second edition of The Tip Jar, we guide you through making something special with your Forced Yorkshire Rhubarb Jam. Sky's Forced Rhubarb Gin Sour is a delightful, light-pink cocktail that shows off the delicate flavours of Forced Yorkshire Rhubarb Jam.
You might be forgiven if you believed time travel exists in West Yorkshire. If one wandered seamlessly across the fields between Wakefield, Morley and Rothwell and stumbled across some peculiar, creaking sheds, it would only be natural to question your imagination. Are those farmers really entering these sheds with burning candlesticks? Either that or you've just interrupted the West Yorkshire yoga & meditation society gathering for a guided meditation with lots of, wait what... rhubarb?
This is Carmelo (and his furry friend, Ninja), founder of Laudani Sicilia Inside.We use their beautiful citrus, direct from the foothills of Etna, to make our seasonal marmalade range.
Welcome to The Tip Jar. Every month, we will guide you through getting the most out of the world of preserves. Whether it's step-by-step guidance on making perfect homemade jam, tips & tricks for getting the most out of your preserves and using them in ways you never imagined, or discovering creative ways to re-purpose your empty jam jars - we have you covered.
Heavenly autumn, heavenly apples, assuming you’ve swagged some of ours? They might not have grown in the Heavenly Mountains (Tian Shan in Chinese) - the snow-tipped ranges stretching from western China to the shores of the Caspian that bequeathed the fruit to the world - but they did come from the next best thing in modern day Britain at least: Brogdale.
It may only be September but memories of summer are already dissolving faster than damsons at a roiling boil. Was it only last month we were spreading jam on our morning rolls and plotting which Cornish beach to head to while injecting caffeine after another night in the tent?
