The possibilities are endless on this. This recipe is really more of a secret passed to me while visiting my 94 year old french grandmothers home. Having spent ample weekends at her house growing up, I am more accustomed to making butter brioche, peach tarts, crepes, fluffy omelettes, and poulet roti alongside her than roasted apples. Upon arriving to her cute artsy town and her adorable cozy home, I plopped…
