Lately, as I rush out of the house in the morning grabbing at the fruit basket before I go, my reaction tends to be the same, “Apples, again!”
Now I love apples. But by this time of year we’ve been on a steady diet of apples as primary fruit since … oh … about September.
What I want are peaches. Juicy, fuzzy Ontario peaches.
And I want those few precious strawberries from the handful of plants in our garden.
I also want cherries, straight from Niagara.
But all I got is apples.
So I made me some Apple Pie Bars and pretended I was eating them in the middle of a blackberry patch on a sunny afternoon.
Have a good week!