It was an apple pie sort of morning. Mighty chilly outside. To say the least. Those apples had been wafting their aroma all around the room ever since they came into the cabin.

My favorite for pies, McIntosh apples. Quartered, seeded, peeled, chopped into pieces, filled the waiting pie pan lined with Mom’s pie crust recipe. Then a double check on the crumb topping ingredients. That’s when it hit me, a new family favorite that I hadn’t even given a thought.

Apple pie with green chiles now out of the oven. Dessert tonight.

I’m a happy baker.

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