recipe: apple and prune crumble

We are big connoisseurs of prunes in our household. Or perhaps I shouldn’t say “we” so much as Remy. We quickly discovered that if she didn’t consume prunes on a daily basis, she would not be able to do what prunes make you do that day. I realize that is too much information, but these things are important! As Stephen King wrote, “a regular man is a happy man.” Same thing goes for babies.

Remy ate pureed prunes on a daily basis from the time she started solids until she was a year old. It was dessert to her. Lately she hasn’t been enjoying baby food, and so we switched her to an all finger-food diet. Prunes are still too tough to eat when you only have four teeth, so we had to find a creative way to cook them for her. This recipe is the answer.

Apple and Prune Crumble:

Ingredients

1 cup rolled oats
⅔ cup flour
1 cup brown sugar
1 ½ cups prunes, sliced
1 cup apples, peeled and cubed
2 tsp cinnamon
1 tbsp margarine
⅓ tsp salt

Steps

1. Preheat oven to 350°F. Combine prunes, apples, ½ cup brown sugar, and 1 tsp cinnamon in a medium pot. Cook on low heat until apples are soft.

2. In a bowl, mix together flour, oats, 1 tsp cinnamon, margarine, salt, and remaining brown sugar. Set aside.

3. Pour the fruit mixture into a baking dish. Top with the crumble. Place into the oven and bake for 30 minutes.

Adding apples and turning it into a crumble ensures that babies and adults alike can enjoy it! Try it out for yourselves.

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Emory

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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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