Catherine liked to accumulate kitchen tools–I’ve found three crock pots, at least, squirrelled away in various places–and much of my curation over recent months has been figuring out what to keep and what to pass on; the likelihood of needing to serve tea to 30 people seems remote, so a great mug-purge is in the offing.
But there’s also gold in them thar hills, including this invaluable tool for making apple sauce:
It’s ungainly and takes up lots of room in the cupboard, but I cannot imagine how people without one make apple sauce.
Which is what I did yesterday:
We had some for breakfast; pleasantly tart.