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It all started out as an innocent afternoon in West Michigan. I was visiting family for a few days and we had scheduled our annual Fall visit to Cranes
Apple Orchard. A day at the orchard pretty much defines Fall up north. Changing colors, crisp weather, displays of pumpkins and hay bales that get their five minutes of fame from Oct. 1-31st, it’s my childhood and I love it!
I was excited to share the tradition with my nieces and nephew that were visiting from outside of the States. We stormed the orchard with an enthusiasm that would have made Richard Simmons proud. A woman dressed in her best barn-gear-get-up, offered to let us sample slices of each apple they had in season that week. We aren’t a modest family when it comes to free samples; I think that all six of us asked for a nibble of each variety: Cameo, Empire (a cross b/t a Mac and Red delicious!), Honeycrisp, Jonagolds, Macintosh, Mutsu…… Some of the apples we
planned to pick had a prearranged marriage with apple sauce. For that project we chose the Cameo. For extra noshing we chose to pick the Jonagolds and Honeycrisp.
Each of the adults grabbed a wagon and a child laborer, to pair up with. With no further communication , we were off. I should have predicted that things could get out of control. We egged each other on through the rows of apples. “We’re gonna win.” “Ours look the best!” “Our bag is the heaviest!” I think I may have even heard a “You stink!” as someone’s last-resort comeback, you know, typical family encouragement.
By the time we had filled our bushel bags, my mom and I were literally racing down the aisles of the orchard, each with a child and bushel in tow-’Amazing Race Style‘. When all partners made it back to base camp, the kind barn clad woman began weighing our bounty.
It was quite the surprise when it was announced that we had picked over 160 lbs. of apples! In case you’ve considered doing this yourself, it will cost you approx. $80, even at the bargain basement prices found when you pick your own. In my frugal mind I was trying to calculate a clever way to stick some of those apples back on the branches. I had nothing.
What on earth were we going to do with that many apples?!!
One bushel (approx. 42 lbs of apple, some sources say as much as 48 lbs) went to my mother’s friend for her apple sauce recipe; I used another five pounds to make two apple crisps from a Pampered Chef recipe that I’ve been making for years; and the final 115 pounds will be residing at my parent’s house for quite some time.
My nieces and nephew have a new house rule they must follow while staying with their grandparents for the next month: Everyone eats an apple a day. If you misbehave you eat five. This should take care of the ‘ol “apple situation” by Christmas.
Recipes and Reviews:
Quick Apple Crisp: A+, This apple crisp really is simple. ‘Quick’ may be a small exaggeration simply because it takes some time to peel and slice the apples, but the rest of it takes about 3 minutes to put together. There are not too many flavors to overpower the delicious apples, which I like. Enjoy warm with ice cream. Many have said it is the yummiest apple crisp they’ve ever eaten. If you don’t have Granny Smith Apples, try subbing in a different tangy variety that stand-up to the heat.




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