"It'd be a waste not to indulge in Jersey Royals as often as you can. Their distinctive sweet and summery flavour turns a mediocre dish into something much more memorable"
"It'd be a waste not to indulge in Jersey Royals as often as
you can. Their distinctive sweet and summery flavour turns a
mediocre dish into something much more memorable"
"I love Jersey Royals because they are one of the few seasonal
treats we have left. You can serve asparagus with christmas dinner
if you are so inclined. You can, if you are totally unhinged, eat
indifferent strawberries, mange tout peas and tomatoes, bullied
into their mediocre existence by polytunnels and hydroponics
(appetising, eh?) all year round. But on Jersey, they know that
really good things come to those who wait.
That's not to say they don't egg things on a bit. Jersey
Royals may scream British Summertime with their sweet, earthy taste
but, thanks to some pretty canny harnessing of mother nature, they
are with us long before spring proper...which is another reason to
love the little blighters. Take today, for example. Its mid March
but the sun decided to tease us with a brief show of its warmth and
radiance. Oh, I know it will be gone again by the weekend and I'll
be back in my long johns. But tonight it's Jerseys: my first new
potato salad, spiked with mint and capers next to a pile of lamb
chops. And this meal is going to be extra special because all
winter I've refused to have my head turned by the air freighted
imposters that our supermarkets will insist on offering us. This
year only the best will do: I like my potatoes slightly soiled but
truly blue blooded."