Minnesota Morning.

‘can you guess how much I love you’ ?

My daughter and I are sitting on a swing under an apple tree in the backyard of a friend’s house. We are eating apples as we gently rock back and forth. The leaves are just beginning to turn. The gentle breezes waft and rustle. Dappled shades of green. Sour apples . My daughter asks ‘can you guess how much I love you’ ? ‘One hundred times’ she says without waiting for my reply and busily chomps on her apple. We sit and feel the apples falling from the tree. The swing creaks and the finches reply.

I am thinking about making apple thokku. There is an earlier recipe. I think it will be much improved by adding a little lemon juice to the grated apples to preserve color and texture and some lemon zest for flavor.