Apple compote or stewed apples take about 35-min. They’re a healthier snack option for kids, as well a great way to finish off a heavy meal.
Apple compote/ stewed apples recipe, is the perfect solution for those apples you’ve picked at an orchard this fall. You know, the apples you had huge plans for but life got in the way. Now they’re sitting on the kitchen counter inducing deep guilt every time you pass them by. So let’s squash the guilt by making something tasty, something easy, something quick. Apple compote.
You know, I almost forgot about compote. I hadn’t had it in years until this fall. Compote (kompot) is stewed fruit with a couple uncomplicated ingredients, served cold. It’s a dessert you reach out for a couple of hours after you’ve had your main meal, while you’re sitting down with a good book. It’s a comfort dessert, but in a less-of-a-fruit-salad and more-of-an-iced-tea kind of way. The closest I’ve seen it sold is as fruit cups. But those are full of unpronounceable components, and taste ‘plastic-y’ at best, I wonder why people don’t make it at home more often. It is incredibly simple to make, that I won’t even include the preparation process photos I usually do with posts.
I used to have compote (kompot) a lot as a kid. Every weekday from 7 to 2 I stayed with my grandparents. Kindergarten was optional so most kids my generation spent their pre-school years with family. I spent the days napping, pretending to sell violets in the park in front of their apartment building, and exchanging my kengurko (a toy more even ridiculous than pogo) for a few laps on my friend’s big-kid bike. Best time ever!
Back then children played outside all day. That’s not to say we weren’t watched. Indiscretions got back to the grandparents before we stepped into the house. As is customary everywhere in the world, our grandparents did issue us the warning not to take candy from strangers. But we blackmailed them right back, demanding more candy so we wouldn’t have to beg a proverbial stranger for a sugar high.
My grandmother was not one to be outdone, however. She quickly retaliated with a photo of a two-headed baby she cut out of the newspaper’s weird occurrences section. Every time she’d have a hunch I was bad – and she was quite good at this – she’d slowly pull the photo out of her purse and shove it in my face. (She definitely had her own grand-parenting style, like the time she told me I’d grown a tail if I drank coffee.)
Grandma had a soft spot for me though, and she expressed a lot of it with food. She made compote better than anyone in the world. I ate it at the end of my “work” day, sitting on the balcony waiting for my parents to pick me up, as I schemed the next day’s adventures.
- 5-6 apples (medium, any kind)
- 6 cups water
- 4 tablespoons sugar
- ½ teaspoon vanilla extract
- Dice apples into bigger chunks. (Peeling is optional.)
- Place apples in a pot with water. Add sugar and vanilla extract.
- Bring to a boil. Reduce heat. Cook for additional 15-20 minutes. Let cool and transfer to fridge.