It is getting beautiful here now with the fall colors, officially; I saw it on the news. I’m failing so far to capture it with my camera, but I think I’ve got a couple weeks still to figure that out.
To celebrate this transition into fall, Colin, Jane, and I rented a car and drove out to a Maryland farm to do some apple picking. The drive alone was worth it, and I was reminded of myself and the early snowfalls in Bologna (let’s be real, every snowfall in Bologna) with all the giddy oohing and ahhing.
The farm was part fair, part market, and part farm, with local high school cheerleaders making apple fritters and college kids instructing people on the different types of apples they could pick and waist-high kids scrambling over the hay bales everywhere.
The apple picking itself quickly turned into a photo shoot and a reminder of why the majority of Americans choose professions not related to picking fruit. We gathered almost 20 lbs. of apples between us, mostly tart Stayman apples for baking with, but also some delicious Fuji apples for taking with lunches.
Jane probably made a beautiful pie with her apples, but I took an easier route: apple pie cake.
Apple Pie Cake
From Grandma’s kitchen, adapted slightly. Yields 1 pie cake.
4 cups thinly sliced peeled tart apples (about 3 apples)
¼ cup sugar
½ teaspoon cinnamon
Toss apples in cinnamon sugar and place in 9” pan. Let stand while you prep the rest.
Sprinkle 1/2 cup oats or finely chopped walnuts over apples.
1 cup flour (I used whole wheat flour. Half and half wouldn’t be a bad idea.)
½ cup sugar
¾ teaspoon baking powder
¼ teaspoon salt
In smaller bowl, mix:
1 well-beaten egg
1/3 cup milk
½ cup melted butter
Add all at once to flour mixture. Pour over apples. Bake 1 hour at 325 degrees.
Brenna and Shawn have a pumpkin patch, so next weekend I want to go there and pick a pumpkin for Halloween. Though I was thinking today about where we would keep it and totally drawing a blank. Maybe I’ll just pick a little one.
The answer to yesterday’s trivia question: Maxwell’s Silver Hammer.