We live across the road from a sprawling apple orchard. Back in July, I watched workers truck in semi loads full of the large wooden bins they use to transport the apples. Thankfully, this year, they stopped the wall of boxes just short of our place so we still have a lovely view across the road.
Late last week, I saw the first workers starting to pick the ripe apples. Since the orchard grows a variety, we'll see workers come through several times before all the fruit is picked. It appeared the Golden Delicious apples were the focus of their picking last week. It won't be long until the red delicious closest to our house will be picked, too.
During my childhood days, we didn't have fruit trees at our house, but it seemed like we knew a lot of places to pick fruit. My grandma had a summer apple tree we always raided in August. Mom would make the best apple pies from those apples.
Another staple from our apple picking forays was fried apples. Seasoned with cinnamon and sweetened with just the right amount of sugar, the apples go great as a side to pork or chicken dishes. You can spoon it over vanilla ice cream, serve along with aromatic spice cake, or enjoy anytime you want to add something delicious with a little hint of old-fashioned goodness.
I can remember a few times when the men weren't going to be around for a meal that my mom would make fried potatoes, sliced tomatoes (fresh from the garden) and cheese, and cook a pan of fried apples for us "girls" to eat. Yum! That simple meal always tasted so good and made me think of pioneer women enjoying something similar when they didn't want to make a big manly meal.
Fried Apples
1 apple
1 tbsp. butter
1 tsp. cinnamon
1/3 cup brown sugar
Wash apple then core and slice. I like medium-thick slices (about 1/3 inch). Melt butter in a non-stick skillet over medium heat. When melted, add apples, cinnamon and sugar. Stir until apples are coated. Cover and simmer until apples are tender (about 15 minutes) and the sauce is thick and makes you want to eat it with a spoon.
Inhale the fragrant scent and enjoy!
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4 comments:
OH, apples! Is this one for me, Shanna? LOL
I loved reading this story last fall!! Thanks for the recipe, one of hubs favorites!!
Fried apples? Genius. I'll have to try it.
Yes, Andi! Just for you! *Wink *Wink
Thank you, Teresa!
And thanks, Kristy. They are so yummy. I hope you do give them a try!
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