It’s apple season, and the farmer’s market has so many varieties that you can fill up just tasting a wedge of each. The spectrum of flavor and texture differences amazes me. And the sight of all those baskets filled with Fujis, Gravensteins, Pink Ladies, Jonathans, Jonagolds, and Pippins make me want to bake like nothing else does.
Growing up, I thought there were only two types of apples – Red and Yellow Delicious, and I didn’t much care for either. Then I met Granny. From the first mouthwatering bite, this bright green little tart with the white freckles, won me over. She’s bright, sassy, and makes a mean pie. Who wouldn’t want a granny like that?