Poet and Peasant

The apple crop is good this year.  But there is always the dilemma of what to do with all the apples.  I tried giving them away.  People would take maybe five or ten pounds.  I had better luck selling them.  If I charged, people thought they were better than if I was giving them away.  But selling apples required me to pick them.  And bending overrr or reaching up thousands of times gets old fast.  Last year we made pureed apple sauce.  It is all gone.  In a Girls Scout handbook from the ancient past, I saw a recipe called poet and peasant.  It’s quite simple.  Apples and onions are fried together.  It sounds weird.  But I’m willing to try it. fallaples

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