Cinnamon Applesauce

applesauce 4Last night,  I decided that I needed to trim some split ends from my hair. I trim my hair often, so this isn’t something new….and I’m not sure how it happened, but somehow a big chunk of the ends were folded up between my fingers, so that when I snipped, I ended up cutting off about three inches of hair, instead of just the ends.

I stood there for a few minutes holding the chunk of hair in my hand, staring at it…and then looking at the uneven mess in the mirror until I could wrap my brain around what had just happened… And then… I did the next logical thing. I tried to cut it to make it even.

Yes. Me.
I tried to fix it myself.
Big mistake.

Seriously. I can’t make this stuff up.

Needless to say, I butchered it. Panic set in. It was Sunday night at 7pm for goodness sake… I couldn’t possibly call Karen, my hair stylist, to fix it, so I went to the next best person….my daughter Jessica.

I opened her bedroom door, and said: “I need your help…”
She took one look at me, and said: “What. Did. You. Do.”

I mean, I’ve cut my hair before. An inch here, and inch there… but never this magnitude. It shocked me. It shocked Jessica. She combed my hair straight to examine the aftermath.. It wasn’t good.

“Mom, I need to cut a few inches to fix it…” she said.
“Your hair was here…” she explained as she drew a line across the middle of my back…
“And I need to cut it to here….” she explained as she drew a line just below my shoulders.

I took a deep breath…
…and braced myself.

I sat there as she tried to fix the mess that I made…and with every snip, I could hear her mumbling under her breath…and making very loud and very heavy exasperated sounds, like the sounds a mother would make if the roles were reversed…


The scissors pulled a little with every cut she made… and I should mention now, that except for the day in nursery school when she cut off one of her pigtails… she’s never cut hair a day in her life. She is an esthetician and a make-up artist, not a hair stylist. So needless to say, as nervous as she was cutting my hair, I was ten times as nervous. It felt as though she was cutting for a long time, and I could feel those scissors up way up higher than my comfort level permitted. Probably higher than Jessica’s comfort level too, based on the sounds I heard coming from her..

But in the end…She did a really good job…and I finished it up by throwing a few layers in. Well… what I call layers, a hair stylist would call disaster! But it works… or at least I can curl it and no-one will be the wiser. Except for Jess. And of course… now all of you… So now, in the blink of an eye…or the snip of the scissors… I’ve gone from long hair, to shoulder length hair.

I’m just glad that Jess was home to help me. I can only imagine the disaster it could have been if I was left to do it myself!

applesauce 3Anyway…Jess loves applesauce. I mean LOVES applesauce…so much so, that I have to have it in the house all the time…and I couldn’t think of a better “thank you” that I could do for her, than some homemade applesauce.

Isn’t that sweet?
The love and gratitude from a mother to her daughter…
Yeah…not really.
Do you remember the loud mumbling and heavy exasperated sighs?

If you ask her, she could probably think of a better “thank you” such as cash or expensive make-up….
She gets applesauce.

Not to mention that I had some apples that needed some attention, or they were going to end up in the trash! Honestly… I’m joking. Of course I’m made it for Jess because she loves it… (and because the apples were seriously going to go bad…)
applesauce 5I actually love to make applesauce. The scent of the cinnamon and apples throughout the house is the reward for the nuisance work of peeling the apples. It’s not my favorite thing to do, but once I start, it goes pretty fast, and is never as bad as I thought it was going to be..

….And I know that most of you already know how to make applesauce. The thought even went through my mind to not post this, but then I decided that applesauce has as much right to be on this blog as any other recipe… We’ll just call this one “The basics”…

Life is good. It’s a “If you try to cut your own hair, you’re going to end up with applesauce..” kind of good.

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A basic, yet delicious applesauce!
Serves: 1½ qts
  • 1 dozen apples (any variety), peeled, cored, and chopped
  • 1 cup apple cider, apple juice, or water
  • ¼ to ½ cup brown sugar (based on your desired sweetness)
  • 1-1/2 tsp cinnamon
  • ½ tsp salt
  1. Add the apples, cider (water or apple juice), brown sugar, cinnamon, and salt to a large heavy saucepan.
  2. Cook on low, covered, for about an hour..or until the apples have broken down and softened.
  3. Remove from heat.
  4. For chunky applesauce: Using a potato masher or wooden spoon, mash the cooked apples until they're semi smooth with apple chunks.
  5. For smooth applesauce: Carefully transfer the cooked apples to a food processor in small batches, and holding the lid on the processor tightly, process until smooth. Repeat with the remaining cooked apples.
  6. Refrigerate in a covered container such as a canning jar or plastic container with a lid.
  7. Applesauce will keep refrigerated for about one week.


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