I stood in the Winco produce section staring at the aisle of apples. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard someone say that you had to have just the right apples for a pie. I have no idea what kind of apple is a pie apple! I looked around the nearly empty store. I need to find a woman who looks like she has baked a few apple pies in her life. No. Nope. Aha! "Excuse me ma'am, can you tell me which apples would be best for a pie?"
She marched down the aisle. "Let's see. I think Jonagold would be the best out of this selection."
"Thank you!"
I began packing apples into a bag. "You want them to be on the tart side," she said as she walked away.
I panicked. Really? Is she sure? Pie is sweet. Shouldn't the apples be sweet? I went ahead and took her word for it anyways.
We don't have an apple peeler that cores and slices at the same time as peeling.
The apples weren't quite tender enough. But it still tasted delicious (if I do say so myself).
Heather's friend made the apron. Heather and I both have one. Aren't they cute?
