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Apple Sauce-homemade does not get easier

Pic 1 Final sauce

It’s pink.  It’s easy.  You can buy bushels and bushels of apples at the farmers market and not worry about what to do with them.  (Just what to do with all the apple sauce.)

Pic 2 apples

Any apples will do but you want an apple with a sweet-tangy mix.  Cortland, Pink Ladies (Cripps Pink) and of course your Macintosh.  When I made the sauce with Pink ladies I didn’t need to sweeten it but up to you–just mix in a bit of brown sugar–some spices, or just leave it plain.

Sure–you can buy sauce but it will not have this awesome amount of flavour.  You will be converted.

Pic 5 softened apples

And the pink colour comes from cooking the apples with the skins on.

For the step by step go to foodnetwork.ca or see the recipe below.

Pic 7 Final Sauce

BTW, my son would not eat this, so pulled a giant guilt trip and pretended to cry.  Ha!  It worked.   And I said I would never use such tactics…..

Recipe: Apple Sauce
Makes 1 cup

4-5 apples of choice
1 teaspoon lemon juice
brown sugar, to taste
cinnamon, to taste


  1. Core and slice up 4-5 apples into large wedges.
  2. Add two tablespoons water, one teaspoon lemon juice.
  3. Cook over medium, 30-40min, in a lidded pot. Add water if necessary.
  4. Strain cooked apples with spatula and pasta strainer.

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Tarte Tatin is like a pearl necklace (A Haiku)

You had me at caramelized.

Simple and elegant is what I meant about the pearl necklace in case “cheap and chipped” initially popped to mind.

I made a Tarte Tatin to serve post-BBQ on Saturday night.  It truly is one of my favourite desserts.   The apples were sticky and rich with a touch of burnt caramel bitterness.  And we loaded on big spoonfuls of real whipped cream.

I recommend making way more whipped cream than is sensible so you can eat the leftovers from the same bowl you served it to your guests in.  Meanwhile they look on aghast, wishing you would stop stuffing your face and ask if they want a coffee.

To which I say in my defense,  Isn’t a f’#@!%#  homemade pie enough????

Anyway, eh um….


Simple elegance

Induces feeding frenzy

My pearls are trashed


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