One Bad Apple

I've spent the last hour peeling, coring and chopping cooking apples while in constant fear of what may crawl out of them. I'm feeling very much like a domestic goddess though because the apples are now in my slow cooker with a cinnamon quill and hopefully beginning their transformation into Apple Butter.

Apple Butter is something I've come across a few times on American websites. Apparently it's a very gooey mixture of well cooked apples with spices that you can then use as a sweet topping. It appealed (excuse the pun) because it can be preserved in jars and because having 2 young children I'm ready for a change from garden variety apple sauce.

I've googled Slow Cooker Apple Butter and found several recipes and what is in my slow cooker is going to be a hybrid of all of them. Sorry Martha Stewart but I don't have Apple Brandy. Sorry Annabel Langbein but I don't want to go and buy 750ml of Port just for this recipe.

So I'll let you know how it goes. If it's horrid and beyond rescue I can just bin it. The apples were donated by a friend and apparently 'there's plenty more where those came from'.