In our rather overrun garden we have a solitary apple tree, a Cox’s Orange Pippin, that I bought for Sue’s birthday a number of years ago. Never been sprayed but not certified organic.
Once, or sometimes twice a year, that means Pain des Pommes. I used to oven-dry a load of apples and rehydrate them to produce a Valentines bread in February but the amount or water that produced threatened the plaster in the vicinity of the oven. Anyway, this week was this year’s Pain des Pommes:
You make a starter a couple of weeks in advance by chopping an apple and placing it in a jar with a little sugar and water until it starts to ferment. The remains of last year’s has been sitting on a window sill in the kitchen and, amazingly, it was still fine. Then you add a little flour to some of the liquid and do subsequent refreshments in the normal way.
Chopped apples for the dough are very gently sauteed in butter and then given a good whack of Calvados. Cider forms all the dough liquid and a proportion of toasted barley flour is added for nuttiness.
It’s worth making just for the smell when it’s baking.