Applesauce!

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Reinvent. Change it up. Give up the old. Explore. Experiment. Do it a new way.

Yep. I agree. From the liberation of menopause comes the willingness to try new things. For me, that’s been a happy game changer.

But sometimes, I like to do things exactly as I always have. Just like my mother did. Sometimes, the joy of being me right now is being the same me I was thirty years ago. And that’s why I love to make applesauce.

I wash the apples. I let them drip off in a colander that belonged to my mother-in-law.

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Then I slice them. I dump them into a Revereware pot I got as a shower gift.

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I cook them on a stove that was old when we moved into this old house. Soon I see the the steam. I take in the slight aroma that whispers, “Fall…” I listen to the apple slices prancing about in the boiling water.

And when they are soft, I put them in the grinder. Not the same grinder my mom had but one that looks just like hers. I turn the handle. So simple. Applesauce plops out the bottom.

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I add some sugar. Yes, sugar. Poor sugar with its bad rap. I add it anyway.

Than I taste. The flavor varies depending on the apples I use. Tart apples, “cooking apples” “as my mom called them, seem best.

The experience takes me back, way back.

And sometimes, that’s the most invigorating way to celebrate a brand new day.

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13 responses »

  1. Nothing says fall more than making applesauce. I make mine similar sometimes adding cinnamon, then into the Foley Food Mill and ready to eat. I do freeze some too.

  2. Nothng like homemade applesauce. My assignment for Thanksgivng is cranberry sauce which i usually throw a few apples into. Think I’ll be lazy this year. Rather than use the Foley Mill, I am going to try to mix the whole thing in the blender, skins included. Any comments?

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