I was shopping for some pie ingredients this afternoon, looking over what was in season, and the apples, as they are all year 'round, looked so shiny and delicious.
Then it suddenly hit me: Why is it okay for us to bake Apple Pies, when it was the Apple itself that began all the problems for our forefathers, Adam and Eve?
Is not paring and coring Apples, tossing them in brown sugar and sweet butter, then hiding them beneath a flaky pastry (or strussel) topping somehow "dressing up" and disguising the Apple, which has a rather checkered history?
Is there not something vaguely sinister about us women then placing these Apple Pies in front of our fathers, our husbands, our children, and therefor nonverbally urging them to "take a bite"?
I am very disturbed by this, and went with pecans.
Then it suddenly hit me: Why is it okay for us to bake Apple Pies, when it was the Apple itself that began all the problems for our forefathers, Adam and Eve?
Is not paring and coring Apples, tossing them in brown sugar and sweet butter, then hiding them beneath a flaky pastry (or strussel) topping somehow "dressing up" and disguising the Apple, which has a rather checkered history?
Is there not something vaguely sinister about us women then placing these Apple Pies in front of our fathers, our husbands, our children, and therefor nonverbally urging them to "take a bite"?
I am very disturbed by this, and went with pecans.
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