I don't know if you ever heard about cotognata, quince paste, a pretty famous old-time sweet in Italy, but also famous in Spain as dulce de membrillo and in Portugal as marmelada. I read that it should be famous in the US, Argentina, Chile, Mexico, Uruguay and Israel, so I hope you know it.
The purpose of this post is to take you on a journey through time, a journey that will be different depending on your age -but I know that all of you are young at heart (I have to cuddle a bit my audience, right?!).
In fact, for those who are a bit more elderly (when my parents read this, there'll be trouble, but I defend myself against insults/complaints/lawsuits, using this quote from the movie "À bout de souffle" by Jean-Luc Godard -go to minute 12:40; it's in Italian, so I'll translate the dialog. Young girl: "Sir, you have nothing against young people, right?!" Man: "Yes, I prefer the elderly"), it's very likely that these little squares of quince paste are something that you've already seen, 'cause you tasted them, ate them, loved them or even hated them as children, when they were the alternative, homemade or store-bought, to jelly beans.
But if, like me, you were born in the glittering 80s, but also a little sooner or a little later, it's likely that you haven't tasted cotognata in your entire life.
It doesn't matter which category you belong to, elderly or not, 'cause a journey back in time to rediscover a taste from your childhood or to taste a new one is a great experience, I tell you! I discovered a new and yet old taste, that will definitely become a constant in my house, and it's also a great gift idea.