Gingery & Minty Things
Amelia had been working tirelessly to perfect one recipe that she ended up with several that we’re borderline genius. The young woman loved a challenge when it came to natural, herbal medicinal goodies. Types of things that not only helped but were also pleasant on the senses. She handpicked each herb from her garden, gathered the honey from the beehives on the estate, as well as dug up the ginger root. She ground up, sliced, diced, dried, and ground things up some more. She blended and mixed until she got just the right consistency, so she thought. “Aww, piddle!”, she said softly, though with quite a bit of disgust once her twentieth batch came out chewy after they dried. The young lady popped one into her mouth and canted her head as she took in the strong, but somewhat admirable flavor of the chewy, ginger candy. “These migh’ do fer som'hin maybe quick like. I’ll let Lady Ludlow try these and see if they a’ leas’ help.”, she mumbled out as she swallowed the remnants of the chewy candy. Without wasting a single moment, she wrapped each one up in it’s own little wrapper and placed them in a large bag that held about one hundred pieces.
The next day when her chores were done the chestnut-haired woman went back into her little shop by the herb garden and went to work again. Today, Amelia was determined to figure out a proper mixture to make the hard candies, once and for all. She boiled the honey and ginger, adding some mint in the end, “Oh, tha’ll be a nice touch.” She let the mixture cool, but it wasn’t very thick as she attempted to mold little candies. “Ah, bloody lemon drops! Why can’ I ge’ this righ’?! This should be like any other candy I make, bu’ i’s jus’ no’ holdin up!” The woman watched the small globes melt into flat circles and hummed softly in thought. Amelia snapped her fingers and ran to the kitchen to get some lollipop sticks and placed them into the little honey and herbal puddles, “I be’ these would be nice to have if ya didn’ qui'e wan’ to keep such a strong flavor in your mou'h fer too long a’ a time.”. She tasted the mixture left in the simmering pot as they piece dried on the waxed paper, “Oh, yeah these are a bi’ strong. They’ll work like magic, bu’ I couldn’ handle holdin’ it my mou'h fer sure.” She coughed a couple times since the taste she took was quite a large glob of the mixture as she wrapped them up into individual wrappers and placed them into another sack, that held about fifty of the pops, to give to Lady Ludlow.
It was her day off this day, but of course all she’d rather do is play around within her garden and mess around with her large array of homegrown herbs and spices. Amelia brought some syrup with her this time. “This ough’ to do i’.”, she spoke out as she began heating up all of her ingredients with simple taste tests. Waiting until the liquid was hot, bubbly, and a thickened consistency before removing it from the heat, she brought the pot to the table and rested it on a thick cloth. Once cool enough, she dipped her hands in confectioner’s sugar and attempted to roll them up in little bit-sized bits. They held for a moment, but began to finally flatten out just like the lollies she made, “Oh, stuff and nonsense! Wha’ ever am I doin wrong?!” Amelia stomped her foot onto the floor and folded her arms with a huff, “Maybe if I….” She paused her voice and the rest of her words were spoken within her mind as she went ahead and let the ginger and honey discs dry on wax paper and dove into making one more batch for the day. This harvest witch fledgling was determined this was going to be the day her recipe was perfected!
Once the mixture cooled she coated her hands in powdered sugar, once again. Amelia gently rolled the pieces up and they were drying nearly too fast for her to shape them into what she intended, “By jolly! I think I go’ i’!” She rolled them out as quickly as she could before the mixture in the pot hardened too much to use and laid each candy to rest on the wax paper. She washed her hands and pulled up a chair, watching them closely with anticipation within her silvery hues. Unlike the rest of her trials and errors, the young woman finally achieved her goal. She grinned as she wrapped them up in waxed papers, “And they don’ even stick to me fingers when handlin ‘em either. Oh, wha’ a day! I can hardly wai’ ta give these to the Lady Ludlow.”
She wrapped the discs in delicate paper, stacked atop of each other and then tossed the candy pieces into another sack and tied it up. She glanced at all of the recipes she’d jotted down and pulled aside those of all the candies she’d made. Amelia gathered up each of the sacks of candy and the box of discs and carefully placed them into a large basket to carry back into the manor where she sought out Elizebella. “I hope these help with her nausea, as well as her friend, um–I can’ remember tha’ lovely woman’s name. Miss or was i’ Lady Th–” She shook her head with a hum, “I’ll jus’ have ta ask again. Lady Ludlow will understand. She knows I’m terrible with names.” Her words echoed down the halls as she spoke aloud to herself. Most would think she’s probably a bit crazy for doing so, but it was encouraged by Elizebella for her to do so. After all, she was still trying to find her voice again after being silent for so many years.