October 2, 2011 by Jen
Nothing smells more like autumn than homemade applesauce. At a chilly 50 degrees and windy, today was the perfect day to hang out in a sunny kitchen and make applesauce with apples from the farmers market.
Nothing more autumnal than a ripe apple.
Or a half peck of them.
I never claimed to be an expert.
But eventually they make it into the pot.
There should be an applesauce foam “latte.”
At last, the reduction phase.
(a.k.a. the eating phase).