If you are what you eat…

then what are you?

I am not an apple.

Although I do love a sharp crisp Granny Smith.

Better cooked, though. With a touch of sugar. And mixed with boysenberries and blackberries. And topped with crumble.

Maybe I am a crumble. That'd figure.

We do dessert one night a week: Friday-night-dessert-night we call it. One way of teaching the kids the days of the week.

Tonight we had this:


Don't be too impressed. I used up all my energy making dessert (it also took freaking ages because my darling wee 5-week-old really didn't want to be put down this afternoon and I'm not prepared to cook with her in the sling – when she's bigger I think I'll get an Ergo which I can put on my back.) Henry said, "what's bloody crumble Mum? You've said it two times."

Anyway, all energy used up and so dinner was toasted Lebanese bread sandwiched with melted cheese and baked beans. From a tin.

But dessert was awesome.

Apple and Berry Crumble


5 medium granny smith apples

½ tblsp sugar

1 cup water

1 cup mixed frozen berries

1 cup plain flour

½ cup rolled oats

100g butter, cold, chopped

½ cup brown sugar


Peel, core and chop apples. Put into saucepan over medium heat with the sugar and water and simmer until cooked. Put into bottom of ovenproof dish.

Sprinkle berries over the top.

To make the crumble, mix the flour, oats, brown sugar and butter in a bowl. Rub in the butter with your fingers until it's kinda evenly mixed. Fine if there are still butter lumps.

Spread the crumble over the top of the fruit and cook on 180 for about 20 minutes or until golden brown on top and bubbling.

Some people insist crumble needs to be served with custard and I respect that.

Any excuse for custard, I say.

But I believe, in an almost spiritual way, that crumble must be served with vanilla icecream. Right on top so it starts to melt into the crumble. As good quality icecream as you can justify.

Oh yum.

Yep, I'm happy to be crumble.

And you? A doughnut? A carrot? Organic rice ball? Go on!!


10 Comments on “If you are what you eat…

August 6, 2010 at 9:55 pm

He he he you need to re-name that recipe ‘bloody crumble’ LOL.

I was definitely a crips green granny smith when I was pregnant… these days I think I’m a lolly banana!

ANd yes definitely get an ergo or another buckle carrier.. even a mei tei or a wrap… I wore M on my back from about 4 months old and it makes almost everything a LOT easier when you have an unsettled baby. Hoping to get this one on my back in a wrap even earlier!

Catriona Pine
August 6, 2010 at 10:00 pm

I love potatoes. Sliced, fried and crinkle cut. I did not become the woman I am today eating lettuce. Very sad but true.

August 6, 2010 at 10:18 pm

Ha! Bloody crumble! I reckon my kids think every word is prefaced by ‘bloody’.

Going by my post tonight I’d say I’m yoghurt – sour at times but can be sweet (occasionally) 🙂

green ink
August 7, 2010 at 1:14 am

If you haven’t read “Secrets of a Family Album” by Isla Dewar, do – it’s one of my favourites, and one of the couples plays a game of “if So and So was a dessert, what would he/she be?” 🙂

I’d like to think I’m a chocolate and pistachio tart…but I don’t think I’m that upmarket! Probably choc self saucing pudding 😛

August 7, 2010 at 9:44 am

Hmm…I was going to say a stogey pudding – rice pud, lemon delicious,chocolate self saucing or bread and butter, but these days it has to be gluten free, so I’d have to say an upside down apple cake made with almonds!

I wish I was a salad, but alas…that hasn’t been my mainstay!

I love the “bloody crumble”. I admire your stamina.I think deserts disappeared for a while when my little one was very little.

August 7, 2010 at 7:47 pm

Today? I am a Daim bar. I got hooked when I was pregnant, now they are my little sweet treat from the deli.

August 7, 2010 at 9:58 pm

I never thought that custard and vanilla icecream were mutually exclusive! I say go for both, particularly with crumble.

If I was what I ate, i’d be a chocolate bar! I wish I was an apple though 🙁

Alex Nolan
August 8, 2010 at 1:40 am

I’m good ol’ fashioned bread and cheese. But not any ol’ bread and cheese – posh bread from Waitrose, and the yummiest gooiest Epoisse cheese from France. Heaven. Not doing wonders for my good ol’ fashioned Walmsley rear end, but then, who needs to be skinny eh?!!!

August 8, 2010 at 9:26 pm

Chocolate. Any sort.

International Woman of Mystery
August 9, 2010 at 10:09 pm

I think I’m a bowl of muesli: Quite jolly to have around first thing in the morning and not at its best at the end of the day. And this muesli is not toasted or anything fancy but just thrown together with raw rolled oats, sultanas, sliced almonds, ground linseed and sunflower + sesame seeds. Oh and wheatgerm, for the good of its health.


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