When I was little my great grandmother used to watch me when my mom went to work. One of the things that I remember most about going to her house is how amazing it would smell when I woke up on the morning.


The kitchen would be filled with the smell of warm fried apples. Years later I still have that scent memory engrained in my mind.

Although she never got to teach me how to make them, my mom did and with the fall season knocking on our doors I thought this family tradition of mine would be the perfect recipe to share with you all.

Hopefully you'll try it out and get to enjoy this sweet treat with your family and friends this season.