eat make read

I had great hopes of making the most delicious caramel apples. You know, all golden and a little chewy, like the ones I used to get at the apple orchard, but mine would be made from scratch. I got really close. I mean really close. I made caramel from scratch, patiently stirring it on the stovetop until it turned the perfect shade of golden. I dipped the apples in it, spooning as much as I could over each one, even taking it up a notch by adding crushed walnuts.

It was all going splendidly until it was time to eat them. One try and I realized they were hard as a rock. I mean, I still managed to eat mine, but I had to use the aid of a knife and even then it was a little tough to get through. The caramel did taste pretty good, but after a while my jaw started to hurt and it just wasn’t worth it. Bummer.

Don’t think I’m giving up though. Next weekend I’ll be on a mission to get it right. At least they look pretty I guess.