17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, August 11, 1912:Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Went for some apples after I came home and got a dunking in the rain. Took an umbrella along part way, so it happened that I didn’t have it when I needed it the most.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
I hope that Grandma was able to pick a few apples before it started raining. The first summer apples to ripen each year were special in those days.
Today we have apples year-round (sometimes from thousands of miles away), but in Grandma’s day the last of the apples from the previous year had probably been eaten in March or April—and after so many months in storage those last apples probably had been soft and mealy.
When I was a child, Yellow Transparent apples were the first to ripen each year. They made a wonderfully tart apple sauce. I haven’t seen a Yellow Transparent apple in years—there used to be so many apple varieties, each with a wonderfully unique taste and texture.
Here’s the link to the recipe I use: