This is what Alex told me. When I asked why, she said it's the thought of heading into apple season. "But you love apples!" Alex agreed. It's just the thought of them for so many months. So I guess maybe we'll buy apples only when everything else good is completely over. Or we'll ignore her because apples are fucking awesome and if this is what depresses her then I don't have it in me to feel sorry for her. I want to make apple butter. Which reminds me, I also want to make honey butter. While I'm making butters, I also want to make that fancy butter where you can taste the salt in it that they have in some fancy restaurants. Clearly there's going to be a lot of bread-making going on in the future.
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Or maybe it is just the thought that Summer is wrapping up and we are heading into another New York winter.
Apple season meant a lot of things to me when I was in the Northeast; among them that it was the only decent fruit until February when the tangerines come out, and that it was going to get cold, and that the sun went down too early...maybe it's a lot of things.
Honey butter: yum.
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