We bought Stark Brother's apple trees when we first moved to our property in 1980. We lost our golden delicious apple tree last summer and it broke my heart.
The red apple tree we planted in our garden and we've nursed it through the years like a child with colic.
The think we learned long ago with this tree is that you can't rush the fruit. Back in August, the apples looked ripe, but we weren't fooled. Time and experience has taught us that they aren't ready until October.
The last few weeks we've been almost giddy picking sweet crunchy apples off the tree, shining them on our pants legs and then eating them while we do our daily walk.
Tonight Jilda made our first apple/raison crisp pie. If my mama was still alive, I would drive to her house and slap her. (I'm not sure where that old saying comes from -- That's so good it will make you want to slap your mama).
But anyhow, while I sat and watched the Alabama/Tennessee game, I could smell the intoxicating aroma wafting from the oven into the TV room.
When it was ready, she cut us both big slices and we blissed out in culinary heaven.
I wish you all were neighbors so I could share some with you.
Y'all have a great weekend.
The red apple tree we planted in our garden and we've nursed it through the years like a child with colic.
The think we learned long ago with this tree is that you can't rush the fruit. Back in August, the apples looked ripe, but we weren't fooled. Time and experience has taught us that they aren't ready until October.
The last few weeks we've been almost giddy picking sweet crunchy apples off the tree, shining them on our pants legs and then eating them while we do our daily walk.
Tonight Jilda made our first apple/raison crisp pie. If my mama was still alive, I would drive to her house and slap her. (I'm not sure where that old saying comes from -- That's so good it will make you want to slap your mama).
But anyhow, while I sat and watched the Alabama/Tennessee game, I could smell the intoxicating aroma wafting from the oven into the TV room.
When it was ready, she cut us both big slices and we blissed out in culinary heaven.
I wish you all were neighbors so I could share some with you.
Y'all have a great weekend.
You make me chuckle, us chuckle. I often read your posts out loud to my husband. We both chuckled on this one about the slapping your mama. My husband was raised in Mexico so I had to interpret the meaning (the folklore) etc. But we both got a grand laugh. Listen to this: Our apple tree didn't produce this year! Apricot produced and hasn't for 4 years. Pear tree was awesome! Loving those fruit trees is the best, huh?
ReplyDeleteHa! slap your mamma...hahahahaa....the must be VERY good.
ReplyDeleteI'm surprised that you can grow apples this far south...good 4U!
ReplyDeleteYummy. One of my favorites is to use craisins instead of raisins. It's the perfect tart with the sweet.
ReplyDeleteLove this! I bought apples to make a pie. I can't wait to smell the house as it's baking!!!
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