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Apple Butter

October sunshine weak as a newborn kitten in the northern sky surrounded by gentle winds while stirring apple butter Written October 26, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 10/27/2022 5:04:00 PM

so pretty. I would love some of that apple butter!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/27/2022 9:11:00 PM

Thanks. I haven't been to a stirring since my sister died. She and her husband made apple butter which they sold commercially. It was incredibly good.

Jim Slaughter

Date: 10/27/2022 11:21:00 AM

Oooh! Thanks for the reminder, L M. I haven't had apple butter in a 'coon's age. I'm adding it right now to my shopping list for next time.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/27/2022 11:55:00 AM

It's good stuff, Jim. Thanks for your note.

Elizabeth Mccann

Date: 10/26/2022 9:20:00 PM

What a gem! The newborn kitten! But apple butter! I recently spent a whole morning trying to replicate my Grandmother's Pennsylvania Deutsch recipe. Came close, but something is still missing. Elizabeth

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/27/2022 7:52:00 AM

I'm sure you didn't miss the cinnamon, Elizabeth. Maybe a tisch of allspice?

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 10/26/2022 4:04:00 PM

A superb Tanka painted with Autumn colors and covered with... apple butter, my friend, Milton. Yummy! Be blessed!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/26/2022 5:32:00 PM

Thanks so much, dear friend.