Seriously.
I am so tired of sweating. Ahem, glistening.
I am tired of the drone of fans and window air conditioners (old house; no central air).
I'm tired of shouting to my mother when she's sitting on the couch five feet in front of me.
Not that I'm not grateful for fans and window AC units. Truly, I am. I couldn't imagine summer without them. But the noisssssse!
So I wake up on days like this grateful that I can throw open the windows and let the cool breeze flow in. It makes me want to sit outside with a cup of hot coffee and listen to the acorns drop from the trees. It makes me want to buy a bushel of apples and make pies and cakes and applesauce and cookies. How about you?
Here's a recipe I developed last fall. These are yummy, if I may say so myself. The ingredient list is a bit long, but trust me, it's worth it.
