Nothing says Autumn more than apples – tis the season for pies, crumbles, windfall produce, crunchy leaves and intermittent torrential down pours. And this is the perfect thing for those days when you have been soaked to the skin, your hair is plastered to your skull akin to a drowned rodent, you’re “waterproof” coat is wringing out in the bath and the world owes you a great big fat apology.


So simple it barely deserves the title ‘recipe’ I keep portions of this stashed in my freezer, and microwave them until steaming hot, and plonk in a bowl with ice-cream/custard/yoghurt/granola, depending on mood and available garnishes. It’s virtuous enough to eat alone on ‘my body is a temple days’, but equally would work dumped inside a pastry case and baked for a Sunday evening pudding for people you love dearly, but can’t really be bothered trying to impress.


You will need:

1 kg bramley apples
2 tbsp vanilla extract/paste
1 tbsp cinnamon
1/2 freshly grated nutmeg
1 tbsp honey (or to taste)


Method: (ha)
Core and chop the apples into 0.5cm-ish squares (lets not pretend this is a precise art), and throw into a pan with a squeeze of lemon to stop them browning too fast. I like to leave the skins on, because I’m so lazy it hurts, but do as you wish.

Add in a couple of table spoons of water and place the pan on a medium heat. Sweat down for 4-5 minutes, then ad the flavourings and leave to simmer until soft, but not so long that it all turns to mush. Taste as you go – I think around 15 minutes is perfect, but do what your instinct tells you.

Then, spoon into mason jars for a wanky instagram picture, re-decant into portions for the freezer, and skip along your merry way feeling like the sugar free angel you are.

You’re welcome.