I have NO memory of apples in the freezer or that word. Guess it was before I was born???? I do remember the babushka in the peanut. I also look for her.

You are the best!

Love,
Irene

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving and good for you for making it another day! I love that you cared enough. I often wonder why we only eat turkey on Thanksgiving because we really enjoy it, and all the sides of course. Do you have a family tradition to share with us??

Love,
Irene

I am so happy that we have the same memory about the seeds and that we both eat them. You never told me.

I spend all night last night thinking about the word mommy used to describe the apple when it was shriveled (best term in English) and it was “geyenked.” I think she purposely put them in the freezer (if I remember correctly) and the flesh turned a little brown and it was very chewy. It was as if they were going through a process of fermentation. I also like the taste of apples when they are in that state. Do you remember that??

This little walk down memory lane also took me to peanuts. Uncle Chiel always told us that when you split a peanut in half that there is a babushka ( a grandmother) in one half of the peanut on top. It looks like an old woman with a kerchief on her head. And to this day when I eat peanuts I always look for the babushka.

Have a wonderful day.

Love,
Your shvester

I don’t remember her preference for old apples but I also love the seeds!! Very strange thing to like and I had forgotten that part.

We miss you too! If you come, I will bake a pie for you!!!!

Love,
irene

It is so wonderful to read your stories because they bring back such vivid memories of our parents and our life at home. I had completely forgotten that daddy peeled his apples in the way you described so well. I do the same thing but never put the two together. Mommy and daddy would sit and watch television at night and eat apples. That was their snack. Mommy loved apples that were a bit old because the texture of the apple changed and was more chewy. It had a Yiddish name that escapes me at the moment. Do you remember that? And what about the seeds? To this day I save the apple seeds and eat them. I love them. Mommy’s apple cakes were delicious and so were your apple pies. I am determined to make one for us in the next few days. Not an easy task for me but I love your apple pie and am going to give it a try.

We miss you all.

Love, Anita

Thanks for commenting,
Irene