What a delightful feeling it was to wake up from a dream that was infused with the aroma of sugary, buttery apples simmering in a pan! I kid you not, the comfy wafts of caramelized brown sugar and melted butter drizzled over softly sautéed apples were part of the dream ... I decided I just HAD to follow through on that wishful dream and make it a reality.
Yes, I had apples in my refrigerator, and I'd found an overdue 'use by' jar of bottled mincemeat (2019), and 1 cup of crumble topping in my freezer. I blended the mincemeat into the caramelized apples, made a pastry for the base, and covered the top with my leftover crumb topping from a previous indulgence. The afternoon house smells were ... delectable!
That is, until the sweet, sticky mixture started bubbling over, out of the pie and onto the bottom of my oven. Not only did it end with the smell of burnt sugar, but ... I had to clean my oven, as well. The title of this post could easily have been dreamy smells, or perhaps the less appealing, smelly dreams!
I thought the moral of the story might be 'don't try and live out your dreams,' but as it turns out, I'm glad it happened, since the aftermath of cleaning my oven makes me feel good, 😀 and I have a piece of pie to eat with my morning coffee!