All posts filed under: Apples

Curb Market Crawl ~ Roasted Apple Charlotte

I really haven’t done much poking around the curb markets this season. The opportunity to just fly willy-nilly behind the wheel, hoping to chance on some odd roadside farm stand, just didn’t present itself…. I’m a busy guy… I’ve got things to do. But, I did make the effort to stop in at The Tomato House on our way back from a much needed get away at Black Rock Mountain State Park up in Dillard, Georgia. (If you live in Georgia, it is definitely worth the drive. The cabins are spacious – well appointed and comfortable. Tons and tons of hiking trails, breath-taking views, and the park is just up the mountain from the Foxfire Museum [which is a hoot and a half].) …. where was I… Ah, Curb Market. So anyway… I stopped in mainly to grab a jar of sorghum syrup, but passing the entrance – I see a bounty of small lot apples… like 15 different varieties. I had been wanting to do a Charlotte for a couple of weeks, but the apple selection at …

Peering Down the Pie Hole – The Box Edition

I like an apple pie. I make a lot of them – be it dutch or cream, puree or traditional. I can usually judge how good a particular cookbook is by the quality of the pie. So, it’s probably the first thing I thumb the index for when I pick one up. I’ll even make one on some box top – if it looks interesting. Hell, I’ve even made that Mock Apple Pie on the back of a box of Ritz Crackers… which, by the way, isn’t even apple. And, if you can get past the knowing that what you’re eating is just a big pie-shaped wedge of cooked cracker, then it kinda works in a pinch… when you don’t have any apples… and want a pie… and don’t think about it too much. But I was sorting out the pantry the other day and came across the box of tapioca that had gotten shuffled down onto the pasta shelf. Picking it up, I noticed a recipe for Apple Pie on the back flap. I …

Crumb Cake ~ The One with The Apples

About four months ago, I came across a picture of a particular apple crumb cake. No recipe, mind you… just the picture. And that kind of irked me. I’m all for finding food pictures on the internetowebbyversothing – it’s like porn, without all the uncomfortable naked bits. But like porn, it kind of leaves you wanting something else. So I went looking for the creator of that slice of Bow-Chicka – Wow – Wow. I found her at Seasons & Suppers (a great little food site with some serious Yum going on.) She had found the recipe through some forum, and did all the heavy lifting to translate it into something she could cook. I loved the (butter butter heavy cream sour cream) recipe, except for the (butter butter heavy cream sour cream) ingredients that just weren’t (butter butter) going to work in this camp… you know, lactose intolerant and all. So I set out to strip the recipe down to the bones and try to make it less (butter butter cream) heavy and deadly …

Apple and Currant Cream Tart

My life is full of apple memories. I remember watching mesmerized as my granddad, equipped with his trusty pocket knife, cut artful, seamless spirals of apple peel sitting in his chair… My father taking huge cheek bulging half-apple bites out of his Saturday yard work snack apple… My brothers and I carefully picking our way through the crab apple tangles near the house, trying to reach that elusive, less insanely puckering fruit near the top of the tree… Eating the oddly confusing pear-apples (looks like an apple – textured like a pear – tastes like nothing) that grew in my grandfather’s unattended orchard… Busting my lip during my one and only apple bob… My first fresh squeezed apple cider at some mountain festival as a child… Some kid from grammar school blowing half-chewed apple in my face… I still don’t remember why… Endlessly feeding green apples to a mule… It’s no surprise I gravitate to the local apple barns and decorative displays at the market. The other week out shopping with Jane, I’m always trying …

Apple of my Eye – Baked Apples

“If one out of ten Americans planted 2 fruit trees, the world would be richer by nearly 6 billion pounds of fruit.” – Rosalind Creasy, Champion of edible landscaping Think about it… with that surplus of fruit, we could have a whole network of national fruit swapping going on… Backyard Georgia apple growers could swap with their Florida citrus neighbors – Tennessee figs swapped for Washington cherries – Oregon pears for California avocados. We would be flush with fruit. It’s now Apple Season here in the North Georgia Mountains. The orchards are hanging full, the houses are bursting at the seams, and the roads are packed with Georgians out for their Apple Fix. But, if you’re heading this way, be prepared to wait at some of the more popular houses. Lines will be long, but believe me, there are plenty of apples to go around. It’s been a very good year at the orchards. And, if you’ve never made the trip to the area, here are some of the better houses to stop… and what to expect when you get …

Curb Market Crawl – Dried Apples

I stopped in to Mack ~Aaron’s Apple Barn yesterday to pick up a bag of preservative-free dried apples. They dry their own apples and these taste just like the ones my grandmothers had quietly wrinkling on sheets in the back pantry. Slow air-drying apples creates a wonderful deep, rich flavor as the drying fruit concentrates all the residual juices into tart, slightly chewy, little bits of apple leather. As kids, I remember sneaking into the back pantry, dizzy with the aroma of drying fruit and stealing a handful of my grandmother’s carefully prepared apples. I have to say, dried apples make the perfect apple pie. Don’t get me wrong, I love fresh apples as much as anybody, and a fresh apple pie with those crisp, juicy slices of apple suspended in that thick, syrupy filling is all but impossible to beat. But…   Dried apple slices, lightly spiced, cooked into a near apple sauce consistency and packed into a fresh flaky crust, just produces a much denser, immeasurably more intense flavored pie. Especially as a fried …