|Camel Hump Mountain, Vermont|
|Authentic Vermont Appe Sauce Maker|
I had always pictured that our apple-saucing would begin by bundling the children up with a picnic lunch and heading out to a far-flung orchard to pick our apples right off the tree. We'd sing songs on the way out, frolic in the crisp autumn air, and then the children would sweetly fall asleep on the way home while I held my husband's hand in contented silence. Yeah right. When I mentioned an orchard the kids got a panicked look in their eyes and quickly retreated to avoid what they have come to call "Forced Family Fun." My husband merely snorted something about too many bees and wanting to power wash the back deck. Fine. If we aren't going to have a day of Walton-family apple picking I'll buy the stupid apples at the grocery store, which I did.
|Die, Infidel, Die!|
Don't get me wrong. I don't believe that my children will be scarred or emotionally crippled by the fact that annual apple sauce making is not one of our traditions. Children, it turns out, are very forgiving. It seems, however, that time is less so. Missed opportunities are just that. Missed.
Homemade Apple Sauce
2. Dump the apples into a large saucepan with about two inches of water. Boil the hell out them until they are soft and tender; about 5 minutes. You will know they are ready because the skins will be cracked and the soft white flesh of the apples will be started to spill out. My youngest wasn't all wrong--they do look disgusting.
4. Get out the Apple Sauce Maker from the garage. Clean the spider webs off of it.
6. Season with cinnamon and sugar.