there's nothin' like a cloudy, windy autumn day with a fire burning and the smell of applesauce filling the house.we were lucky enough to find a bushel of apples on the cheap, so we got a few and went to town making sauce, crisp and pies. it took a week to get over our sugar high, and now i'm making more sauce and apple cake. it's a cyclical process, but a fruitful one...(sorry).
|plain sauce. no sugar or spice or anything nice.|
|adding cranberries would be nice, too.|
|mile high apple pie|