It’s fall which means that one of my favorite fruit is now in season… caramel apples.
I am convinced that before the fall of man, caramel apples grew on trees.
I mean why not? They are heavenly, aren’t they? And I mean you can’t feel guilty for eating 3 or 4 of them… you gotta get those 3 or 4 servings of fruit in your diet. Can I get an amen?
We had some friends over Friday night and we partook in the incredibly fun, delicious and sticky tradition of making caramel apples… and of course, I was the obnoxious one with the camera glued to her face yelling, “Hold on! I need to take a pic!”
It’s a labor of love. All for you.
Because I love you. And if to prove that love to you I need to eat caramel apples weekly, then I will gladly bear my burden.
For you of course.
Because I love you.
Here’s what ya need for this amazing, scrumptious, gift of the caramel fruit tree:
Apples, Caramels and Popsicle Sticks
Unwrap individual caramels. Snag a few to snack on and throw the rest in a large sauce pan with 2 tbsp water and heat over medium-low until melted
While caramel is melting, take apples and popsicle sticks and make one giant, healthy apple sucker
Take the healthy apple sucker, and roll it in the super healthy anti-oxidant laden caramel sauce… raise your hand if you believe me. Raise your hand if you wish that I wasn’t lying and that caramel was in fact a super fruit…
Now this next step was taught to me during the process. Our friend Kyle called this, “Putting on their hats”.. So next, put the hat on your apples… warning this is only for the extreme caramel lover with incredibly solid fillings…
Place in the fridge for an hour then…
Wrestle with them because you forgot to wipe melted butter over the wax paper and they are now sticking to the wax paper.
Then curse yourself for getting so distracted with the individual caramels you were stuffing in your mouth while no one was looking that you forgot to apply the non-stick coating of butter.
Then resign yourself to eating caramel flavored wax paper.
Then cut the paper and serve to guests and hope that they are so enthralled with the movie playing in the other room that they don’t notice the abnormal amount of wax paper on the apples…
What I’m really trying to say is, NEVER NEVER EVER FORGET THE BUTTER!!!! Where is Paula Deen when you need her?