We usually receive dozen of apples from some friends who live on a local farm, but this year their harvest is minimal. I've been planning to purchase some from the farmers' market, but the other night I noticed a yard near our house that was laden with wind-fallen apples. The residents are acquaintances of ours from both work and church, so I thought I might as well inquire. I had a very Amy Dacyczyn moment when I e-mailed to ask if I could pick up some of the grounded apples. Not only did the couple say that was fine, but they told me they may have extras to offer once they pick from the tree. I guess it "pays" to ask sometimes!
I'm so glad I brought a plastic glove and sack along--there were definitely some squishy and buggy apples. But I brought home a bagful of pretty decent specimens, which will be transformed soon into apple pie filling and these.
Thanks to my mom for the clever post title--way better than what I came up with originally!