How cinnamon grows

I like cinnamon. I always have. But since last Christmas, my cinnamon-love has picked up. It’s a spice that is used a lot at Christmas, anyway, but I’ve carried on with it. This is mainly because I got a blender/juicer thing and I’ve realised that mushed-up stuff is disgusting. So I have to heavily flavour everything with ginger, cinnamon or sometimes Dairy Milk.

I’ve written a few posts in the past about where food comes from (like this one and these). I’ve still not got over cashews, to be honest… So naturally, I started to wonder how cinnamon grows.

Raw cinnamon

Credit: Thiry

Well, it’s a tree bark. But you may have guessed that already. That certainly became apparent to me when I boldly bit into a cinnamon stick that was in my cocktail once. I got a mouthful of wood and a bit that stuck right into my gum. What struck me about it, other than pain, was that it was naturally sweet!

Wild cinnamon tree leaves

Credit: L. Shyamal

80 to 90% of the world’s cinnamon comes from Sri Lanka, where it’s cultivated. A cinnamon farmer will grow his (or her) trees for around two years and then coppice them – which means cutting the stems to ground level. This doesn’t seem wise to me, but apparently it makes the plant produce more new stems.

Drying cinnamon

Credit: James Gagen

A year later the stems are harvested. They must be processed immediately, while the inner bark is still wet. The outer bark is scraped off and the branch is then beaten with a hammer which loosens the inner bark, the good stuff. The inner bark is then pried off the branch in metre long sections. These sections curl up into rolls when they dry, known as quills. Who knew they were that long?! It takes around six hours for the bark to dry completely. Once it’s dry, it’s cut into small sections to sell or ground up.

Hot chocolate with cinnamon

Credit: lemon168

Next time you sprinkle cinnamon on your coffee, just take a moment to really think about how you’re basically putting wood shavings on your coffee.

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About Lizzie Brooks

Lizzie Brooks

The most beautiful place I have been (so far!) has been Norway. Coming in to land in Oslo was like coming in to land in a fairytale; pine trees that looked like velvet amongst frozen fjords, the occasional wisp of smoke coming up from a little yellow or red house within the trees. Beautiful!

I kind of expected to see a Moomin emerging (but they are from Finland, of course).

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