Monday, March 2, 2015

The Cook's Prerogative

I never much liked apples as a kid. Considering the only apples I came into contact with during my formative years were probably the misnamed Red Delicious from the grocery store, that's hardly surprising. I had no idea of the vast variety of apples available until I moved to New York State, which ranks behind only Washington State in the amount of apples grown and grows more varieties than any other state. This is Apple Country, for sure.

So I kind of like apples now. Certain kinds, anyway. But I'm still not all that likely to reach for a whole apple as a snack*.

But if I'm making baked apple slices--which, when I make them, is basically like apple pie minus that irritating crust part--I have no shame about standing there in the kitchen eating the sugar-and-spice-encrusted apple slices. Because an apple is just okay, but a peeled, cored, thinly sliced apple coated in lemon juice, brown sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg, and mace? That's the kind of apple I can get behind.

* Yeah, yeah, I've heard the oft-repeated, "If you won't eat an apple, you're not really hungry." But since when has a snack been about just being hungry?


Daisy said...

I love apples - real ones, not the so called Delicious that are tasteless. I started making applesauce a few years ago, and now it's a staple in my household. Get the right apples, and it will be so, so good!

Becky said...

My grandma from Buffalo was never happy with apples in the West. "They just don't cook up right." My dad from western PA agreed that NY apple varieties were best. In Utah he planted a golden delicious tree whose fruit does indeed live up to its name (unlike those of the same name in the store). Alas--the tree along with its house will be sold before the next harvest.