Best. Apple. Crumble. Ever.

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Pathway to best apple crumble ever:

Realise that fruitbowl and fridge are overflowing with apples. Mutter vaguely to self about failure to eat healthily, and also how it’s a disgrace to waste good food. Stop, realise in horrified manner that you are channeling mother, but nonetheless, make apple sauce. Decide partway through chopping apples for sauce that cannot be bothered peeling apples, and as in possession of stick blender, apple skins can go in too. Make sauce, put in jam jars, leave in cupboard.

Then invite friends over for dinner some months later. Decide to make apple crumble on something of a whim, and also because friend points out fruitbowl overflowing with apples (yes, again). Peel apples grumpily, ungrump when remembering there was a jelly recipe you wanted to try which skins will be fine for. Get bored when apple volume approximately 3/4 of desired amount for crumble. Remember apple sauce in pantry, spoon jarful over chopped apple.

Realise while making crumble that there is no coconut. Grumble, as coconut vastly preferable to rolled oats. Use rolled oats anyway, after vague poke through baking shelf in pantry reveals no oats, then you remember oats are stored on another shelf as primary ingredient in flatmate’s breakfast porridge.

Leave in oven for hour while eating, and digesting, dinner.

Extract from oven, serve with phew, there is enough icecream for everyone, and realise that crumble has in places turned itself into glorious chunks of anzac biscuit, nom nom, and in one corner of dish glorious, glorious toffee/caramel thing has happened with butter and apple and sugar.

Explain to all present that there will be Complaints if some crumble is not present in morning for breakfast. Be informed by overnight guest that your wrath is not sufficient deterrent to midnight consumption of crumble, and they will risk it anyway as they concur as to the Tasty.