The Apple

It’s the end of apple season and I can’t help but feel a little blue to be feeling the first stings of winter and seeing my remaining apples start to bruise and shrink a little. The humble life on an apple is not to be trifled with. With the first frost of winter, the barren apple trees go dormant, just trying to survive. With spring, the leaves reappear and buds peek out on bare twigs. Flowers lure honeybees for spreading pollen and if all goes smoothly, the flower bears us an apple. The apple soaks in the summer sun, morphing from hard and bitter starches to sweet sugars, its green chlorophyll breaking down to red. With summers’ incubation period, and the beginning of autumn, the apple is harvested, and deprived of nutrients from the tree, they continue to sweeten, for just a few weeks, and in that time, they are perfect.

An apple exists despite the odds, it’s actually quite a miracle.

As a private chef, I’ve become familiar with loads of food trends, the newest diet fads and each one is guaranteed to work fast. Yet, to me nothing is more effective than the gentle reminder that everything falls into place with time. Fueling your body with fresh, nutrient rich foods results in energy, clarity, mood stability, pain reduction. Dumping processed foods into your system leaves you feeling sluggish, because your body is working so hard to pull out nutrients that are not there.

Life is hard, food should be fun. Nourish your soul and fuel your self. Eat an apple.