I love caramel.
I love apples.
I love making caramel apples. But somehow I don’t love eating them. I think it is the unparalleled stickiness that confounds the tongue and makes my teeth hurt. Though a knife is always helpful.
Nevertheless, my husband and I made somewhere near 75 caramel apples this weekend for others to enjoy. The kids were interested in all those plastic covered brown squares. And at 4 years old you can be get those wrappers off pretty well! At 2 1/2 years old. you wait for mama to take the wrapper half way off and you then yank it the rest of the way. And then you get bored and demand a “_’nack”, and Bickey-Mouse.
Caramel apples, apple pie, apple dumplings, apple cider, with hints of cinnamon…ahhh, that is the fall season!
Isn’t it wonderful when there are certain tastes, smells, and colors that remind you of so much of the changing of the seasons? Caramel apples weren’t something I had much as a kid, since my mother didn’t ever let sugar into our bodies, but it was something I envied for sure!
There’s nothing like a caramel apple in October! I remember making these when I was a kid, with those same caramels. They were always so much fun to eat!