5 Links to Read Before Going Apple Picking

September 25, 2013

Each week, we’ll be sharing a comprehensive list of links to help you master something new in the kitchen -- or in the apple orchard. Culinary greatness, here you come.

Today: Everything you ever wanted to know about apples.

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It’s that time again! Prepare to be inundated with borderline obsessive talk of all things fall, starting with apples. Does anything say September more than apple picking and apple pie? But don't stop there -- bake them in cake, purée them in soup, roast them into butter, preserve them in a shrub. Just make sure to read these links first.

• A peek inside the life of an apple, from orchard to market. (The Kitchn.)

• Do you know the best way to peel an apple? Now you do. (Food52.)

• Quickly identify different types of apples with this handy visual guide. (Epicurious.)

• Impress your friends at trivia night with these 10 little-known apple facts. (Food Republic.)

• You’ll need some help using up all those apples you overzealously picked the other day. Here are 10 recipes to get you started. (Food52.)

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Shoshanadh October 1, 2013
After Apple Picking by Robert Frost<br /><br />My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree <br />Toward heaven still. <br />And there's a barrel that I didn't fill <br />Beside it, and there may be two or three <br />Apples I didn't pick upon some bough. <br />But I am done with apple-picking now. <br />Essence of winter sleep is on the night, <br />The scent of apples; I am drowsing off. <br />I cannot shake the shimmer from my sight <br />I got from looking through a pane of glass <br />I skimmed this morning from the water-trough, <br />And held against the world of hoary grass. <br />It melted, and I let it fall and break. <br />But I was well <br />Upon my way to sleep before it fell, <br />And I could tell <br />What form my dreaming was about to take. <br />Magnified apples appear and reappear, <br />Stem end and blossom end, <br />And every fleck of russet showing clear. <br />My instep arch not only keeps the ache, <br />It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round. <br />And I keep hearing from the cellar-bin <br />That rumbling sound <br />Of load on load of apples coming in. <br />For I have had too much <br />Of apple-picking; I am overtired <br />Of the great harvest I myself desired. <br />There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch, <br />Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall, <br />For all <br />That struck the earth, <br />No matter if not bruised, or spiked with stubble, <br />Went surely to the cider-apple heap <br />As of no worth. <br />One can see what will trouble <br />This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is. <br />Were he not gone, <br />The woodchuck could say whether it's like his <br />Long sleep, as I describe its coming on, <br />Or just some human sleep. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />