Kid Vs. Produce

Well, hello, honey!

At the farmer’s market this last weekend, we picked up two quince.  Quinces?  What the heck is the plural of quince?  Anyway, I had never seen a quince before, to my knowledge, although I believe I have had quince jam before.  Maybe.

I asked the farmer how someone with produce-resistant kids would be advised to approach these awkward looking fruits, with their scummy fuzz on the skins and rock-hard texture.  She winked and said “slow bake them with honey.”  That sounded do-able, but when I got home, I just wasn’t all that motivated to get it going.  I’m the same girl who let a cherimoya rot on the counter because I kept forgetting to get to it, and then they were out of season and we missed our big chance.

Am I ever glad I got over that particular hump.  I wish I had bought a dozen. Quince rocks my socks off.

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Yesterday, I posted the first part of this whole filo dough extravaganza.  Basically, what happened is that I had used only 1/2 a box of filo, and I didn’t want to put it away, so I decided to make some apple pies for treats.  Here’s what I started with:

• 2 tablespoons all purpose flour
• 3 tablespoons brown sugar
• about 1/4 tsp nutmeg
• about 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
• three small fuji apples
• a splash of vanilla extract
• 1/2 box of raisins (the kid’s snack size box – left over from our Cuban Ground Beef and Plantain meal)

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