Mom dropped off her food mill on Monday at Brian's work. After dinner I eagerly picked out three pounds of apples and started to chop. With a food mill, peeling is unnecessary. Which is good because I hate peeling and coring apples. I cooked the apples on the stovetop as the recipe indicated. A couple turns on the food mill and it wasn't the happy experience I remembered from the year before. Not as bad as using a wooden spoon to PUSH the APPLES through a STRAINER. Now that's a workout! The apples were just....not squishing into a big beautiful bowl of applesauce. Alas, there was to be no warm applesauce to pour into oatmeal the next day, or a snack for the boys. The trash ate well that night.
I couldn't figure out what I did wrong. The apples, no matter how long I cooked them, never really softened and refused to acquiesce when I put them in the food mill. I chalked it up to getting distracted, being home alone with the boys while I tried this culinary adventure.
Today I gave it another go. Cored and chopped the apples, cooked them on the stove as indicated. Back into the food mill. NO GO. What gives, man? What kind of Frankenstein apple doesn't soften after 30 minutes of cooking?
Guess what. Apples will assimilate under the power of a food processor. And if you pulse it enough, you don't even realize that there's peels in there. It tastes pretty good too, although my little applesauce taster is currently taking a nap. Take that, apples. You LOSE!
Next up in Apple Land: apple fritters, which I've never had. And of course, an apple pie.
2 comments:
ha ha, you paint a good visual- i can clearly see you blending the shit out of those apples in the processor! haha! WINNING! :) i am eagerly awaiting how the fritters turn out because i am an apple fritter nut. i may try them if you have good luck with it!
Argh, argh, argh. More power.
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