Sunday, 28 September 2014


That's right - yuzu.

When I first saw the word on the side of the yoghurt pot, it put me in mind of a cryptogram written in my childhood autograph book:

Y Y 4 me

Yes, I know.  Even at 8- or 9-years old it didn't seem either funny or clever to me, and it doesn't now, either. 

But there it was on the side of the yoghurt pot, plain as a pikestaff - yuzu.

(I wonder what it is about pikestaffs for them to be described as plain?)

Yoghurt is not usually on my shopping list.  Indeed, I had to search the aisles just to find the yoghurt in the supermercado yesterday morning.  But the OB had been sent home from hospital on Friday (arriving just before nine o'clock in the evening although I had been phone by a very pleasant Irish nurse at one o'clock to say she - the OB - had been sent to the departure lounge, or discharge lounge or whatever.  Said nurse asked me if I was excited about the imminent arrival chez nous of the old duck and seemed quite disappointed when I told her I am too old to get excited about things like that) and wanted soup, toast and yoghurt for lunch.  So off I duly trotted to buy soup and yoghurt - the toast I could manage as I made bread first thing yesterday.

And there it was - mango and yuzu flavoured West Country yoghurt.

And there's another thing: what is so special about West Country yoghurt?  How is it different from yoghurt made in, say, East Anglia?

It seems that I've missed the news that yuzu is the new superfruit.  Apparently it is a fruit originating in East Asia.  According to the Daily Mail, "So brace yourself for the taste of 2014: yuzu, a rare and costly citrus fruit from Japan, which is predicted to become as popular here as oranges."  Or "Yuzu™ is a next-generation digital education platform that enhances the everyday learning experience and makes college the rewarding journey it's meant to be."  I rather think the yoghurt was made using the fruit.

I'm not into yoghurt, it's too sloppy for my liking.  Give me a dessert I can get my teeth into any day, something like jam roly-poly or sticky toffee pudding.  Mind you, it didn't taste bad when I licked the top after I had pulled it off the pot.  The OB is still too weak to do that; she couldn't even wrestle the skin off a rice pudding at the moment.  But if yoghurt is what it takes, then yoghurt she shall have.

1 comment:

Sarah said...

I've never heard of it. SD actually thinks yoghurt is a good substitute for cream ... I really don't understand him sometimes.

Glad the OB is home and hopefully she will go from strength to strength and soon be up for a bit of rice pudding wrestling!