I suppose it may be the British upbringing, but I love Marmalade. I love the associated rituals: Toast in a toast rack (or toast cooler as my wife refers to it), the butter melting, spooning out and spreading the wonderful preserve, the aroma, crunch and mouth feel, and scooping up the last escaped crumbs with sticky fingers.
My sister-in-law is known in the family as a premier source of a tangy marmalade she issues in small jars on special occasions to those deemed deserving. She vies with her Mother (my Mother in Law) in this respect, something I should probably try to put to my advantage.
Adrienne’s marmalade is a delightfully tangy and chewy three citrus blend with hits of lime and lemon rind
