9/16/2011 0 Comments Wake Up!For the first time in a long time, I've eaten something that's captivated me and my fellow taste buds. I feel alive again (cliche but totally true).
While the last few weeks had consisted of ignoring the usually-regularly-experienced excitement of savoring every bite of every food I eat (for reasons that would take another essay-long blog post, so I will spare you the boredom ;) ), today I made myself a stove-top apple cobbler (with vanilla bean ice cream, in case you were yearning for any sweet details) that picked me up like a double-shot vanilla latte, minus the post-caffeine crash. It felt like I rediscovered the reason for eating, the reason for living, the reason why people in Seattle love walking through waterfalls to coffee shops and the reason for which the streets of France always smell like freshly baked baguettes... In case you were curious about the star of this post (the apple cobbler), I made it for the first time a couple of days ago, and today it was just my second trial. I had watched my mom make the apple-pie filling of deliciousness on the stove a couple of times, but I didn't remember what directions she followed exactly or what ingredients she used; so I went online, found the recipe for the simplest way to make apple cobbler, and used what I remembered to later make this fabulous dessert! The first time I made it, I made the mistake of thinking that I had to add water with the melted butter in the saucepan (in the first step, before the apples get thrown in)...so unless I wanted apple soup, I searched for a solution and then found that you can add a mixture of flour/cornstarch and water, so that the extra water can be absorbed--though it doesn't make sense at first since you're adding water to get rid of water, it worked! And not only did I miraculously dodge the tragic bullet of eating apple soup, but the dessert became an ensemble of grainy texture mixed with smoothly rendered sweetness, instead of just a pile of sloppy apple slices. As for the actual recipe of the cobbler, all I did was melt some butter in the pan, added sliced apples, then spiced it up with cinnamon, nutmeg, lemon juice, brown sugar, and a touch of vanilla (I came up with that on my own, I feel so creative!). Then after the apple slices have gone soft enough, I gather them in the prettiest bowl I have in the kitchen and then throw in some oats, as I immediately inhale the dessert with some vanilla ice cream. I only have made it twice so I'm still learning, thus I still don't know when you actually need to add all those spices and such (whether you do it before the apple slices release their juice or afterward), or if there's a way that I can avoid getting the melted brown sugar stuck to the bottom of the pan (because I don't want to keep solving the problem by adding more butter..which would eventually mean adding pounds)--I guess I'll have to wait until Trial 3 to find out. :) ~~MC P.S. I don't know what it was about the cobbler, the tart flavor of the apples brought out by the lemon juice so distinctively, or the rich, in-depth sweetness of the brown sugar harmonized with that tartness...Something about the treat woke me up back to my love for food, and now I don't want to fall asleep again.
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