Apple Day

This morning Henry, with Robert as a willing helper (maybe because it involved picking Food), brought in the first buckets of apples from our oldest tree. I'm not sure what sort of apples they are - they look a bit like Bramleys, but are not as sour.

In half an hour a big box of these
was turned into bags of these, and stored in the freezer for easy almost instant puddings.

The trick? Using this gadget

We've had our magic machine for a long time (since the last time self sufficiency was in fashion) and it might sit at the back of a cupbooard like some gadgets, but it's worth getting out for jobs like this.

With now two young helpers turning the handle, it was a doddle. Ignore the slightly negative reviews on the website. Our apples are definitely not the supermarket perfect specimens, but all whizzed through the machine. Even the bulls get something out of it - a heap of cores and long snake like strips of peel.