I did, however, want to do a little something for the teen aged boy in my house. What to do...??? He loves sweets, so I went to the store and looked at candy. That doesn't have much thought behind it, does it?
I remembered that he's been asking me for AGES to make him some apple turnovers. So, I remembered the puff pastry in my freezer. How to make them special? Heart shaped? So, I googled an apple turnover recipe and made a plan.
I found the recipe here at http://allrecipes.com/recipe/apple-turnovers/ They looked easy enough, so the night before last, I got my puff pastry out of the freezer and left it in the fridge to thaw.
Yesterday, I dug around and found my heart shaped cookie cutter. I found it and was on my way.
Other than cutting the recipe in half, I followed it exactly. Oh, except for the lemon juice. I didn't have that. I used my apples right away so browning wasn't an issue.
Butter in the pan. I have to say, I love the smell of butter melting in a skillet. Can I get an Amen?
Apples starting to cook.
Apples with brown sugar and cinnamon added. What's better than the smell of butter melting in a skillet? The smell of butter, apples, brown sugar and cinnamon.
The star of the show. Love this stuff.
Rolled and cut.
Hello, little cuties.
Start piling on the sticky goodness.
Put the lid on and smoosh the sides together. I had a little spillage but it's all good.
Oh, here's where I wandered away from the recipe again. I did an egg wash and then sprinkled with white sugar.
Notice my old baking sheet. I think I've had it since I got married the first time.. almost 30 years ago. It has character, don't you think?
Cooling on the rack. I made some of your everyday turnovers with the leftover pastry. They hold more apples and would be a hit too.
These are for dessert tonight :)
Here they are after I applied the glaze. I surprised my men with these and let me just say... Alex was thrilled. I got three hugs and kisses out him for these. When someone wise once said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach...they weren't lying.
I spent a nice moment basking in the knowledge that I am the diggety bomb.