Hi Terry! Thank you so much for taking the time to read- and comment- I really appreciate it.
Gianni, my lovely squeeze, has just burst out into hysterical laughter at the possibility that I am being approached for food/cookery advice, he sees me as a direct descent of Lucrezia Borgia. The kids too. I remember once forgetting about the potatoes overnight in the Aga. The next morning they were black balls, I put them on the table to cool down and my lovely son plaintively asked if I was going to make them eat coal for breakfast.
So, preparation of apples. Our tree is still knee deep in fallen apples (somewhat quelcy in the pitch black of night in your Crocs to be honest) -the tree is old, lovely and PROLIFIC. So to start with, while I had visions of tarte au pomme and other delicacies, I carefully cored and peeled the apples before freezing. After a few days of this I got bored and instead cored them and flung them in the freezer whole until the freezer was completely rammed and I couldn't eat another apple. Now I take them out in threes and bung them in the Aga until they explode and then add a squirt of fake cream (left over from New Year Bombardinos- an Italian skiing hot rum drink that I will post about anon) Exploding apples, one of our new family staples.
Thank you so much, for your time reading my nonsense and your encouragement, I am so glad you like it and really do appreciate your support. Thank you :-)
oh Pia, you always make me smile. Even chuckle. I always love reading your descriptions. I can picture it all. I too am slowly little by little taking up less space during this past year.good feeling.
Hi Terry! Thank you so much for taking the time to read- and comment- I really appreciate it.
Gianni, my lovely squeeze, has just burst out into hysterical laughter at the possibility that I am being approached for food/cookery advice, he sees me as a direct descent of Lucrezia Borgia. The kids too. I remember once forgetting about the potatoes overnight in the Aga. The next morning they were black balls, I put them on the table to cool down and my lovely son plaintively asked if I was going to make them eat coal for breakfast.
So, preparation of apples. Our tree is still knee deep in fallen apples (somewhat quelcy in the pitch black of night in your Crocs to be honest) -the tree is old, lovely and PROLIFIC. So to start with, while I had visions of tarte au pomme and other delicacies, I carefully cored and peeled the apples before freezing. After a few days of this I got bored and instead cored them and flung them in the freezer whole until the freezer was completely rammed and I couldn't eat another apple. Now I take them out in threes and bung them in the Aga until they explode and then add a squirt of fake cream (left over from New Year Bombardinos- an Italian skiing hot rum drink that I will post about anon) Exploding apples, one of our new family staples.
Yours sound so much nicer.
I hope you have close to as much fun thinking your thoughts as I have reading them. You have a gift and I appreciate being a beneficiary of it.
That is so kind, thank you Helen! I am so glad you enjoy them :-) x
Lovely post, I really enjoyed it. What do you do to the apples to freeze them?? Peel, cut, Blanch?
Oh wow. So much seriousness on Substack! It is the best to laugh! This is so entertaining! Thank you 🙏
Thank you so much, for your time reading my nonsense and your encouragement, I am so glad you like it and really do appreciate your support. Thank you :-)
oh Pia, you always make me smile. Even chuckle. I always love reading your descriptions. I can picture it all. I too am slowly little by little taking up less space during this past year.good feeling.
Hi Carol - thank you so much for your comment and for reading my bloglets - I really appreciate it. And best wishes for a wonderful new year!
Love your honesty and wit! 😊
Aw thank you! :-)
I just love your writing!
Thank you so much! That’s fabulous and you know how much it is appreciated! :-)
Hahahahaha!! So funny
Thank you so much!! You know how much your words and support encourage me :-)