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The Two-Faced Peach

When you think of a peach, what flavor sits on your tongue?  You probably think of a sweet taste and memories of summer?  Do you think of a spicy flavor?  Maybe not a spicy flavor, but let me introduce you to the two faced Peach. 
                                               
Peach salsa getting ready to be canned

Two-faced seems kind of harsh, but in this case I mean it in the most kind and sincerest terms.  There is only so much sweetness a gal can take before she needs a little spice in her life! And for me that is peach salsa! 

I was skeptical at first, but I needed something new to do with peaches, and came across the recipe in the Complete Book of Home Preserving, it did not disappoint.  I was eating it out of the pot before canning (all proper party rules in place of course, no double dipping).  And peach salsa isn’t just for chips; it can be added to hamburgers, chicken, maybe fish.  Very versatile salsa, and a touch on the spicy side.

And a girl needs sweetness, you know sugar and spice and all that is nice right?  So then we have Peach-Vanilla Syrup, which is the bomb (if you like peaches and pancakes-I do!!)  I love making Peach-Vanilla syrup, the smell that drifts through the house while making this syrup is divine!  I sometimes just stand by the pot and enjoy the warmth and sweet smell, and dream of the pancakes I will put the syrup on.  This is a great recipe to make on a cold winter day.  

The syrup stewing in the pot, wish I could send the smell to you-amazing!

So there is the story of the two-faced peach, they look innocent but don’t let them fool you. Peaches can be whatever they want to be….
The two faces of the peach.

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