An autumnal meal for a day that feels like autumn. Heavy showers from just after lunch onwards, and fairly strong winds. Lots of tiny apples as windfalls – small partly due to drought, and party due to having codling moth grubs in them. Fortunately, the grubs only inhabit the core, and the rest of the apple is safe to use. Still, it took a fair number of apples to make one seven-inch deep pie.
The puff pastry, of course, is bought. While I’m OK at an oil-based shortcrust, puff stuff is beyond me.
