Inspired by my favorite blog, I borrowed a friend’s apple peeler so we could work through the 20 lbs. of apples I was hoarding on the countertop. Where have I been for 30 years, to have only now discovered the beauty of the apple peeler/corer/slicer?
Preston made short order of all the apples in our house. When there were simply no more apples left to peel, he suddenly remembered the apple left over from his preschool lunch. Wahoo–one more apple to play with.
We set to work making a vat of applesauce…
And the largest apple crisp known to man. Yum!