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			Holly and I have been enjoying the Dutch Ovens again lately. This weekends project was Apple Crumble with apples straight from my cousins trees on his farm in Ohio. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Yes, I know this looks like charcoal, but the apples are INSIDE the oven! ![]() Ohhh that smell! DELICIOUS! ![]() Didn't last long. Only thing that would make it better was if we had thought to make Homemade Ice Cream to go with it.  
		
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			I look at that and think "Yeah, I could eat the whole thing."   
		
		
		
		
		
		
			 
		
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			Holly was putting ingredients together while I fired up the coals and preheated the oven. To be honest, I think she pretty much "winged" the ingredients for the most part. I know we used a couple dozen or so fresh apples, some cornstarch, cinnamon sugar and crushed up graham crackers for the topping . Cooked in the oven for about 25 minutes (10" oven, could have cut it back to 20 minutes or so) at ~375*F (7 coals below, 19 on top). I'll check with her when I get home and see if I missed anything. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Did I mention they were delicious? I finished the last bit I had stashed away in the back of the fridge last night, so I may have to force myself to try it again soon...  
		
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