I had a hankering today to make hay, or apple butter, while the sun shines. Or it’s actually raining today, but the apples are CHEAP, CHEAP, CHEAP. The best farmers market in all the land is in Charleston. Behold, and feel envy!
I love this place. It’s HUGE.
Whenever I’m there, I want to eat everything. And make everything. I feel like I could go home and can 5000 quarts of everything. Plus 10,000 pints and a couple hundred jam jars. By bedtime! I have to work hard to control myself.
The fall produce was looking particularly gorgeous.
I’m in love with these:
But anyway! That’s not what I was there for. I got some pumpkins a few weeks ago for party decorations and will be cutting them up to process for holiday pies sometime soon. I was there for apples. But I did let myself pick up a mess of green beans, some new red potatoes, and some tomatoes for dinner tonight.
I brought home two 25-pound boxes of (mixed) canning apples, which I stuck in the cellar for the moment.
Mostly, I’ll be making apple butter. I sold every pint of whiskey-raisin apple butter I made, didn’t even get a pint for myself. I’ll be making–and selling–more, and keeping some for myself (sheesh!). I’ll also be putting away some quarts of plain sliced apples to use for various purposes later, mostly pies. I like to can quarts of apples plain, just the way Georgia did back when I was living in the slanted little house. Any apples she didn’t use right away to make apple butter, she canned plain, sliced, in quart jars to use later. It’s super handy to pull a quart of ready sliced apples off the shelf for pie, cake, or fried apples in the pan. I’m going to dehydrate all my peels and cores. Love, love, love dried apple peels for potpourri.
But before I get to work on my boxes of apples, I’m making up that mess of green beans. And maybe this apple cake. I think I need it! With ice cream!
I’m excited. I have apples. You?