After a full day
of travel and setting up camp, Anne and Jack had dinner with their family.
“Wow, food tastes really great at camp,” said Jack.
“Mom, did you
bring the stuff for s’mores?” asked Anne.
“I did, but we
will make those tomorrow night. Let’s try something different. Have you ever
tried Baked Apples?”
Anne shook her
head, and Jack asked, “How do you make them? Are they good?”
Their Mother
laughed, “Get the apples, butter, foil, and cinnamon sugar from the car and
I’ll show you,” she said, clearing a space on the picnic table.
As they waited
impatiently for the apples to cook, their mother showed them how to make iced
tea. The apples, cooking in the embers of the fire, smelled delicious; almost
like an apple pie, with the smells of cinnamon, sugar and butter mixing with
the tangy scent of apple.
“Wow, this is so
much better than s’mores,” said Anne carefully taking a bite of the hot apple
treat.
Jack was too busy eating to say anything.
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