I have very mixed feelings when it comes to apples. I really don’t like to eat them (well, not unless there’s a bit of peanut butter smudged over them). But apple juice is one of my favourite juices, and apple-flavoured candies and drinks, even candied apples, are always welcome to me. I also happen to love all sorts of pies and tarts with apples in them. There’s just something about the soft tanginess of apples baked with the fragrant sweetness of cinnamon that is so heavenly… So am I or am I not a fan of apples? I feel slightly confused.

That said, I find a great deal of peace in peeling apples (given that there are less than ten in number). I always look to see if I can peel it all the way with the skin ending in one long and curly strip. And when I do, it reminds me of that moment in Sleepless in Seattle when Meg Ryan heard Tom Hanks over the radio, talking about how his late wife used to peel apples this way. I love that movie. It’s one of my first Meg Ryan-Tom Hanks films back when I was a kid. In fact, I believe I even watched this movie along with You’ve Got Mail on the same day. I’m getting washed over by nostalgia here.
Before I go on blabbering about how much of a sucker I am for romantic-comedies, this post is going to be all about tarts and pies made of… You guessed it! Apples. It’s not a Dearly Dreaming Dorie post simply because only one of the two recipes I’m sharing is hers. I only managed to make one apple recipe from her book as of this writing (because of the tons of millions of other recipes I want to make on queue), and it is a slamming delicious one I will certainly be making again sometime soon. Not to be outdone, the Tarte Aux Pomme I found in the Beyond The Plate blog was equally satisfying.
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