“I know the look of an apple that is roasting and sizzling on the hearth on a winter’s evening, and I know the comfort that comes of eating it hot, along with some sugar and a drench of cream… I know how the nuts taken in conjunction with winter apples, cider, and doughnuts, make old people’s tales and old jokes sound fresh and crisp and enchanting.”
While trying to think of something new and delicious to do with some of my apples, I came across this recipe in an old church cook book. It immediately became a favorite and will be my go-to recipe for company or pot luck dinners.
Fresh Apple Cake
1 1/2 cup sugar
1 1/2 cup flour
3/4 cup cooking oil
1 cup walnuts or pecans
1/4 tsp salt
1 tsp vanilla 2 cups peeled and cut up apple slices
1 tsp cinnamon
Mix sugar, oil, eggs and vanilla. Sift together dry ingedients. Add to first mixture. Fold in apples and nuts. Pour into ungreased pan. Bake at 375 for approximately 35 minutes.
Sauce for Cake
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup milk
1/4 pound butter
1 tsp vanilla
2 tsp flour
Mix all ingredients in saucepan. Bring to a boil and cook for 3 minutes, stirring constantly. Remove from heat, cool until mixture is thick enough to spoon over cake. Enjoy!
Recipe Courtesy of Linda Sollars
Photo by Marge McCoy
I love September, don’t you?
I love the cool mornings, the first pops of color in the trees, and of course, the apples! My tree produced an overabundance this year, and I have bags and bags of apple slices in my freezer waiting to be transformed into pies, cakes, and jars of chunky, cinnamony applesauce.
Apples are one of God’s most useful, delicious and versatile gifts, and so we have decided to set aside this week and dedicate it to all things apple. We hope you enjoy the poems, quotes, pictures and recipes! — Jean
“What wondrous life is this I lead!
Ripe apples drop about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do crush their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on melons, as I pass,
Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.”
– Andrew Marvell, Thoughts in a Garden