I’ve been wanting to make apple butter since last fall and knew when I saw the Rome Beauties at the market the other day, now was the time. I don’t often see Romes here, but when I do, I think of all the lovely things I might cook, because they’re the perfect apple to cook with. Their somewhat mild flavor intensifies richly with cooking.
Why apple butter? Why not apple pie, or apple cobbler, baked apples, a pandowdy, buckle, or slump?
Outside of apple butter being another thing I can check off my “Made it Myself” list which threatens my sanity from time to time, it’s a flavorful fat-free substitute for butter on my morning toast. Once in the habit, you don’t miss the butter. I like to stir it into oatmeal or hot Grape Nuts instead of milk and sugar, and it swirls nicely into a cup of non-fat plain Greek yogurt with a sprinkle of granola.
When I started looking for a recipe, I was surprised to find most were loaded with sugar — sometimes as much as four cups. I found one that contains far less and you can make it in the slow cooker like I did, or on the stove in far less time.
Make it on a chilly day when you want the whole house to smell sweet and spicy. You’ll have the people you love wanting to know what you’re cooking.
The weather here surprised us all by hitting 90 degrees yesterday, and today, it’s nearly 100. San Diego is really a desert, so of course it gets that hot here, but rarely at this time of year, and even more rarely near the coast. The sweltering dry heat that we’re more familiar with comes late summer in August, or even September, and as much as individuals from the East Coast enjoy reminding us we don’t have to deal with humidity, heat is heat, and I’m not cut out for it.
Plans of baking and slow braising pork went out the window until I realized I could blow the dust off my crock pot. Literally. It’s been in the garage since our construction when I removed anything from my kitchen that doesn’t get regular use. Of course the crock pot could be perfect; no heat in the kitchen to make things worse, and a relatively fuss-free dinner after the sun dipped below the horizon.
Plan B allowed me to be able to sit on my patio alternating between the sun and the shade (because it will take a bit of effort to get some color into my winter legs and a trip to Puerta Vallarta with girlfriends is in the works…), reading my book, and enjoying the breeze we are lucky enough to have on this hill. By tomorrow, it’s supposed to be 30 degrees cooler if you can believe that.
I don’t. They never quite seem to get the weather reports right here!