Rose Petal Jam

It was on a trip to Turkey as a young girl that I first tasted rose petal jam. The jar captivated me: it bore a romantic, old-fashioned label showing a flopping damask rose and contained a clear pink, syrupy jam, dotted with translucent petals. I have returned to Turkey frequently since then and every time I look forward to a breakfast of thick yoghurt into which I stir a generous dollop of the scented, runny jam. Here at home I love it on toasted white bread or muffins and I use it as a to