Well these were not from my garden, but a random stranger in the post office parking lot gifted me with a large amount of apples from his tree, which he told me bears fruit about once every 3 years and then it does so bountifully! These apples are an old variety, "Wolf River," and they are immense fruits, the size of medium sized grapefruits and weighing upwards of a pound each. I wish I'd taken a photo of these huge apples, or even a photo of the cut up wedges/slices which filled a large rectangular container.
I had just finished cutting up potatoes when I tackled the apples, and so without thinking cut up the apple wedges with the skin on. I was focused on cutting out the bad/wormy parts (I salvaged probably 2/3rds of these apples and the rest went out to the deer and mice) and so it didn't occur to me to peel the apples first. So much for making a pie or apple crisp.
So I looked online for recipes that use apple pieces with the skin on, and found this recipe which has now become my go-to recipe for apples. Baked Apple Slices! I love baked apples but coring apples and packing the space with brown sugar, butter, and cinnamon is time-consuming enough that I seldom make them. This recipe on the other hand is easy-peasy. I melted a stick of butter in a disposable aluminum pan, poured about 2/3rds of the melted butter into a dish, added the apple slices to the pan, poured the dish of melted butter over them, covered them with generous amounts of brown sugar and cinnamon, and into the 350 oven uncovered until apples were squishy and had produced a copious amount of juice, blending with the butter and brown sugar. This hot/warm concoction in a bowl with heavy cream or ice cream is heavenly! (Had only light cream, but was still delicious). I had enough to freeze some, plus this pan-ful that is quickly disappearing.
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These are definitely cooking apples, soft fruits that cook down delectably. An interesting property of Wolf River apples is that a tree grown from seed will produce true fruits just like the parent tree. Maybe some of the seeds in the discarded cores will take root, who knows?
I so miss having horses to feed apple bites to, so making anything with apples or carrots is always a somewhat bitter-sweet endeavor.