My mom wasn’t too much a cook, but she had a fabulous Swedish Apple Pie recipe that I absolutely loved. I don’t remember when I started refusing to eat any fruit, but one day, I realized I didn’t like the taste or texture of most fruits. However, I would eat apples whenever my mom baked Swedish Apple Pie.
The recipe is simple and quick — even I can’t mess it up. The pie never fails to make me smile and always reminds me of my mom. The best part of the pie? The crisp edge piece, which I usually save for last. Mmmmmmmm. So good.