Cook the Book: Pickled Ginger Peaches

Cook the Book: Pickled Ginger Peaches might be a good recipe to expand your side dish recipe box. This gluten free, dairy free, lacto ovo vegetarian, and vegan recipe serves 4 and costs $3.72 per serving. One serving contains 1049 calories, 5g of protein, and 2g of fat. This recipe is liked by 67 foodies and cooks. A mixture of sugar, peaches, ground allspice, and a handful of other ingredients are all it takes to make this recipe so scrumptious. It is brought to you by Serious Eats. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes around 45 minutes. With a spoonacular score of 63%, this dish is solid. If you like this recipe, take a look at these similar recipes: Cook the Book: Clay-Pot Ginger Pork with Figs and Pickled Fennel, Cook the Book: Galette of White Peaches and Tomatoes, and Cook the Book: Pickled Daikon, Carrot, and Cucumber.

Servings: 4

 

Ingredients:

2 cinnamon sticks

1 (2-inch) knob ginger, sliced into coins

1 teaspoon ground allspice

2 cups ice

5 pounds peaches (10–12)

4 cups sugar

2 quarts cold water

4 cups distilled white vinegar

Equipment:

bowl

pot

knife

sauce pan

canning jar

ladle

Cooking instruction summary:

Procedures 1 In a large nonreactive bowl, cooler, or your impeccably clean kitchen sink, create an antibrowning ascorbic-acid bath by dissolving the crushed vitamin C tablets in the cold water. Add the ice. 2 Bring a large pot of water to a boil. Working in batches of 2 peaches at a time, blanch the fruit in the boiling water for 30 seconds to loosen the skins. 3 Scoop the peaches out of the water and plunge them into the prepared ice water. Repeat with the remaining peaches. Drain. Using a small paring knife, peel, pit, and halve the peaches, returning them to the ice bath as you go. 4 Bring the vinegar, sugar, ginger, cinnamon, allspice, and cloves to a boil in a large nonreactive saucepan, stirring to dissolve the sugar. Add the drained peaches, return to a boil, and then reduce the heat and simmer until tender, about 10 minutes. 5 Refrigerate: Ladle into bowls or jars. Cool, cover, and refrigerate for up to 3 weeks.Can: Use the boiling-water method. Ladle into clean, hot quart canning jars, covering the peaches by 1/2 inch with liquid. Leave 1/2 inch of headspace between the top of the liquid and the lid. Screw lids on the jars temporarily. Gently swirl each jar to release trapped air bubbles. Remove the lids and add syrup, if necessary, to achieve proper headspace. Wipe the rims clean; center lids on the jars and screw on jar bands. Process for 20 minutes. Turn off heat, remove canner lid, and let jars rest in the water for 5 minutes. Remove jars and set aside for 24 hours. Check seals, then store in a cool, dark place for up to 1 year.

 

Step by step:


1. 1

2. In a large nonreactive bowl, cooler, or your impeccably clean kitchen sink, create an antibrowning ascorbic-acid bath by dissolving the crushed vitamin C tablets in the cold water.

3. Add the ice.

4. 2

5. Bring a large pot of water to a boil. Working in batches of 2 peaches at a time, blanch the fruit in the boiling water for 30 seconds to loosen the skins.

6. 3

7. Scoop the peaches out of the water and plunge them into the prepared ice water. Repeat with the remaining peaches.

8. Drain. Using a small paring knife, peel, pit, and halve the peaches, returning them to the ice bath as you go.

9. 4

10. Bring the vinegar, sugar, ginger, cinnamon, allspice, and cloves to a boil in a large nonreactive saucepan, stirring to dissolve the sugar.

11. Add the drained peaches, return to a boil, and then reduce the heat and simmer until tender, about 10 minutes.

12. 5

13. Refrigerate: Ladle into bowls or jars. Cool, cover, and refrigerate for up to 3 weeks.Can: Use the boiling-water method. Ladle into clean, hot quart canning jars, covering the peaches by 1/2 inch with liquid. Leave 1/2 inch of headspace between the top of the liquid and the lid. Screw lids on the jars temporarily. Gently swirl each jar to release trapped air bubbles.

14. Remove the lids and add syrup, if necessary, to achieve proper headspace. Wipe the rims clean; center lids on the jars and screw on jar bands. Process for 20 minutes. Turn off heat, remove canner lid, and let jars rest in the water for 5 minutes.

15. Remove jars and set aside for 24 hours. Check seals, then store in a cool, dark place for up to 1 year.


Nutrition Information:

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1049k Calories
5g Protein
1g Total Fat
256g Carbs
11% Health Score
Limit These
Calories
1049k
52%

Fat
1g
2%

  Saturated Fat
0.13g
1%

Carbohydrates
256g
86%

  Sugar
247g
275%

Cholesterol
0.0mg
0%

Sodium
37mg
2%

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Protein
5g
11%

Vitamin C
37mg
46%

Manganese
0.82mg
41%

Fiber
9g
38%

Vitamin A
1856IU
37%

Potassium
1113mg
32%

Vitamin E
4mg
28%

Copper
0.53mg
26%

Vitamin B3
4mg
23%

Magnesium
62mg
16%

Vitamin K
15µg
15%

Vitamin B2
0.22mg
13%

Phosphorus
126mg
13%

Iron
1mg
10%

Vitamin B1
0.14mg
9%

Calcium
90mg
9%

Vitamin B5
0.88mg
9%

Vitamin B6
0.15mg
8%

Zinc
1mg
7%

Folate
23µg
6%

Selenium
3µg
4%

covered percent of daily need
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