Delightful surprise

We are flying to Delhi tomorrow and it’s shaping up to be “everything but fun” kind of trip. Horrible weather, tedious paperwork, too much to do in too little time… Not surprisingly, I’m getting slightly hysterical. And, suddenly, in the middle of the packing crisis, the sweetest surprise came to our doorstep!

Apparently there was wild beehive somewhere around, and group of villagers decided to take the matter in their own hands – so to speak. That resulted in buckets (and I mean BUCKETS) of delicious honey. I did have some misgivings, since I always saw bees as friendly and useful creatures which should not be harmed, but it was too good an opportunity to pass!

So, abandoning a pile of laundry, I spent lovely evening filling all our empty jars with golden liquid. There is sth very special about honey; the texture, color, clarity… and, of course, the taste. This one is absolutely delicious – not so sweet and a little fruity. Plus, sticking labels and stacking cute jars made me long for a pantry full of homemade preserves and pickles.

The whole situation kind of reminded me of childhood stories where the hero had to survive in the forest eating roots, berries and wild honey. When I was a kid, we used to bring honey from every countryside holiday, but it was all from beekeepers. This one is like a drop of fairytale… It’s definitely not an everyday thing to have pots full of amber goodness!

Unfortunately I have to get back to mundane preparations now, unless there is a unicorn waiting around the corner.