It’s official: My mom’s apple crisp is the best
Vindication is sweet. As sweet as my mom’s apple crisp.
The background: In 1993, a wonderful writer and phone friend (we’ve never met) named Ann Hodgman penned a fabulous cookbook called “Beat This!” (Chapters Publishing). It was a quirky compendium of the best-of-the-best recipes for things like crab cakes, French toast and pot roast. It’s funny, has reliable recipes, and is still in use at our house. Ann then solicited responses from her friends and readers, and followed up two years later with “Beat That!”
I proudly submitted my mom’s apple crisp to “Beat That!” and was thrilled to learn it would be included. Imagine my chagrin when it appeared under the heading “Very Controversial Apple Crisp,” with this explanation: “... people in my family prefer the apple crisp in ‘Beat This!’ to the one here,” Ann wrote, adding (rather snakily I thought), “If Marialisa says this recipe is better — well, at least SHE must think so ...” Ouch.
Fast-forward to now, and the publication of a new edition of “Beat This!” (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt). I opened it with great trepidation, only to find my mom’s recipe, this time named “Not-Controversial-At-All-Apple-Crisp, It Turns Out.” And then, Ann’s words — music to my ears: “It turned out that EVERYONE prefers this recipe,” Ann wrote. “My friend Denise made it for her husband, Peter, who took a bite and said, ‘There’s no controversy.’ ... So thanks to Marialisa Calta for setting me straight.”
I could, of course, have been humble and gracious, but instead I did my own version of the end-zone dance, called Ann and said the equivalent of “Phttttttt.”
After gloating for way too long, I managed to ask a couple of questions on the new edition. It’s got 50 new recipes. It’s got — and this is really worth reading — a witty and yet sobering discussion of the evils of factory-farmed meat, coupled with a resounding call to readers to search their souls and pledge their mouths to eating humanely raised meat and poultry, and fish that is not endangered. Best of all, it has Ann’s trademark humor: “There can’t be any cookies more chocolate-y and creamy and adjective-y than these,” she writes. Or “Immoderation in all things, as my father never says.”
Here, I present, of course, my mom’s apple-crisp recipe (the original; Ann changed it a bit) and her Sugar Hill Blueberry Muffins. I chose this recipe because Ann wrote: “That these are the best of their kind isn’t a matter of opinion, but simple fact.” And if Ann Hodgman says it, it must be true.
Ÿ Marialisa Calta is the author of “Barbarians at the Plate: Taming and Feeding the American Family” (Perigee, 2005). More at marialisacalta.com.