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Easy Apple Tart -- When the House Smells Like Autumn and Your Son Is Finally Listening

September. The air has changed — not cooler but different, light at a lower angle, mornings suggesting fall that afternoons deny. The garden is tired, tomatoes putting out last fruit. Picked the last Cherokee Purples and made a final batch of sauce. Twenty quarts of summer in the freezer now.

Made apple butter — early, usually October, but the orchard on Old Frankfort Pike had Granny Smiths. Bought a bushel because a bushel is the correct unit. Peeled, cored, sliced, into the slow cooker with brown sugar and cinnamon and cloves and allspice. Twenty-four hours. The house filled with autumn distilled into a single scent. Apple butter on a biscuit with sharp cheddar is a complete meal and a complete philosophy.

Clay went hiking. Red River Gorge with guys from the group. He called from the trailhead and his voice was bright — actually bright, not performing bright. He said Dad, the gorge is beautiful. I said I know. He said no, really beautiful, like it's trying to tell you something. I said what's it telling you. He said I don't know yet, but I'm listening. That's the best sentence my son has ever said to me.

The apple butter was already done — a bushel of Granny Smiths slow-cooked into something close to magic — but there were still apples left on the counter, and a batch of apple butter tends to make you want to keep going, keep layering that scent through the house. This easy apple tart felt like the right way to finish the day: simple enough that it didn’t demand anything of me, beautiful enough that it matched the season. Clay’s call from the gorge was still sitting in my chest — that brightness in his voice — and I wanted to do something with my hands that honored it.

Easy Apple Tart

Prep Time: 20 minutes | Cook Time: 35 minutes | Total Time: 55 minutes | Servings: 8

Ingredients

  • 1 sheet refrigerated pie crust (or homemade, rolled to 11-inch round)
  • 3 medium apples (Granny Smith or Honeycrisp), peeled, cored, and thinly sliced
  • 3 tablespoons granulated sugar, divided
  • 1 tablespoon brown sugar
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 1 tablespoon unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
  • 1 tablespoon apricot jam or apple jelly (for glaze)
  • 1 teaspoon water

Instructions

  1. Preheat and prep. Preheat your oven to 400°F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper. Unroll or roll out the pie crust and place it on the prepared baking sheet.
  2. Season the apples. In a large bowl, toss the sliced apples with 2 tablespoons of the granulated sugar, the brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg until evenly coated.
  3. Arrange the tart. Fan the apple slices in overlapping concentric circles across the crust, leaving a 1 1/2-inch border. Fold the border up and over the outermost ring of apples, pleating as you go to form a rustic edge.
  4. Top and bake. Scatter the butter pieces over the apples and sprinkle with the remaining 1 tablespoon of granulated sugar. Bake for 32–38 minutes, until the crust is deep golden and the apples are tender and lightly caramelized at the edges.
  5. Glaze and finish. While the tart is still warm, stir together the apricot jam and water in a small bowl and brush lightly over the apple surface. Allow to cool for at least 10 minutes before slicing.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 195 | Protein: 1g | Fat: 8g | Carbs: 30g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 115mg

Craig Hensley
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Craig Hensley
Week 388 of Craig’s 30-year story · Lexington, Kentucky
Craig is a retired coal miner from Harlan County, Kentucky — a man who spent twenty years underground and seventeen hours trapped in a collapsed tunnel before he was twenty-four. He moved his family to Lexington when the mine closed, learned to cook his mama Betty's Appalachian recipes from memory because she never wrote them down, and now he's trying to get them on paper before they're lost. He says "reckon" and "fixing to" and means both. His bourbon-glazed ribs are, according to his wife Connie, "acceptable" — which is the highest praise she gives.

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