Saturday, 18 September 2010
Autumn has always been a bit of a non-event for me - that damp patch between summer sun and crisp winter air has never been my favourite time of year, ever since I stopped being little enough to jump into piles of leaves. But a couple of years ago I decided I was probably missing out, and should be putting more effort into embracing autumn rather than just wishing it away.
Last year, I tried to create what I thought would be a particularly autumnal pasta dish - and subsequently ended up eating it all through the year, so that didn't really work! And I also made so much apple chutney that we're still eating our way through it.
This year, since we're fortunate to have another fabulous apple harvest, we've been making apple juice. We first had to buy a juicer: it's an industrial beast that will live on our kitchen counter until we run out of apples! The apples themselves are a mysterious variety with red skin and pink flesh, and the resulting juice is a glorious pink. It takes about twenty minutes to make a couple of litres of juice with this machine, which is enough to keep the two of us going for about a week. Shop-bought apple juice will never be the same again! And if autumn is the only time that I can pick my drinks straight from the tree, then I certainly have a reason to love this season.
Look at all the apple-pulp mess in the juicer: