For me, nothing feels like fall more than warm apple crisp fresh out of the oven. It's a dessert my family had growing up so often that I immediately picture my younger self eating it at our kitchen table after a week night dinner.
This crisp is just more proof that food is more than just food. It's memories, traditions and often tells a story. It's a part of us. By golly, I sure feel that this apple crisp is a part of my family.
You can get my recipe posted on St. Louis Magazine, here.
Hope you love it as much as my family and I do!