Baked pleasures

They have been green and sour and too hard to eat apples, they were supposed to be baked.

I looked at them for a week, before, finally, this morning, deciding to put them in the oven!

And then, the pleasure begun.

First, it was the smell! All my apartment is now perfumed with it.

Second, the view, when I have taken them out, just so baked.

Third, was the first apple, tasted then eaten this morning.

Just a few baked apples, but what a joy they have already given me!