On this past Saturday, Tim spent some time with his siblings on their childhood home, a farm site near New Ulm, Minnesota. He found that apple trees he and they planted there when Julia was a baby had set fruit this year and borne a good crop. Wily as Odysseus, he took the pillowcase that usually protects his (always at hand) Go board and filled it two-thirds full of fresh-picked apples.

On Sunday, Tim, Julia, and I collaborated on peeling, coring, and processing the apples into chunky sauce to freeze, adding cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and cloves, but no sugar.

IMG_7534 I hope that the little video Tim took on my phone can be viewed here!

Thank goodness for the “Apple Master” (or, as I call it, the “Apple Lathe.”) With Julia’s expertise and our determination and teamwork, we were all done in about an hour.

Here is the final result! Wish you could smell the heavenly scent of lightly cooked apple!

LESLIE