There aren’t even words to describe this treat. But not to worry. I can always come up with plenty of words (just ask my family full of men). Let me see if I can come up with something…
Simple, fast, deliciously sweet, a little bit tart, sticky, drippy, caramely, chocolaty, the perfect fall treat. There.
If you’re questioning whether or not caramely is a word or not, I declare that it definitely is. The dictionary just doesn’t know it yet. Don’t trust everything you don’t read. (I don’t get paid to make sense.) I figure, if chocolaty is a word, caramely should be too. Also, I like to say words that get my point across whether they are real or not. So don’t get all grammary and English languagey on me. After all, you really want to know how to make these Apple Nachos.
How to Make Apple Nachos
Slice apples and lay them on a plate. If you like, you can sprinkle them with lemon juice to keep them from turning brown. Drizzle warm Homemade Caramel Sauce over the apple slices. Sprinkle mini chocolate chips over the warm caramel sauce. Serve immediately.
The result is a chocolaty, caramely plate of amazingness.
I think we can all agree that caramely should be a real adjective found in the dictionary, as should the word soccery. What? I used that word just yesterday to describe how our front closet almost made me pass out. I innocently opened the closet door to throw in a pair of shoes and was met with a blast of stink that is typical in our home during soccer season. Sweaty shin guards and wet soccer cleats, along with all the other gear – ah, the lovely scent of autumn. I threw in the shoes and quickly slammed the door closed proclaiming, “Whoa-oh, gag me. It smells completely soccery in there.” Why take time to say real words in full sentences like, “The inside of this closet appears to be thick with the aroma of unpleasant apparel associated with this particular sport season in which we are all participating.”
No. It just smells soccery. It’s as simple as that. When basketball season comes, the closet will become basketbally. That’s just the truth of it.
I’m suddenly very aware that this is a terrible thing to talk about when writing a food post. I apologize. Sometimes, I get a little too real lifey when I write, forgetting that good food and sweaty footware should never be discussed in the same conversation. How terribly nonproper-ish of me.
I now take your attention back to the wonderful Apple Nachos idea, whose caramely goodness brought us all here to this unlikely point of conversation. Make these Apple Nachos. They’ll make us all use the word caramely so much that the dictionary will have no choice but to include it.
You heard it here first.
These look great! Warm caramel is on of my favorite things. Another version of this calls for drizzling the apples with warm peanut butter and warm honey.
Our version is drizzled peanut butter, flaked coconut, chocolate chips, dried cherries, pecans and/or sliced almonds. YUM! This is in our breakfast rotation :- )
Laura, I have one word for you that will counteract the soccery smell – FEBREZE! Lots and lots of Febreze. I know it helps with a hockey smell.
I’m not one for chocolate and fruit together. I’d substitute the chocolate chips for toasted pecans, almond slices or even peanuts. It’d taste like a caramel apple – but so much easier to eat.
But I totally agree – ya gotta use homemade caramel sauce and Laura, your recipe is the best. The store bought stuff can’t compare.
This really made me chuckle — you’re such a good “humory” writer, Laura, as well as, while one segment earlier, being able to move us with spiritual insights and family stories. This was a caramely (a nice change from the word “sweet” — we better make sure you get full credit in Webster’s!) little break in my late night practice session. I am a pianisty sort of person…..:-)
Lol:) This post made me laugh (thank you-much needed) I have 4 children the oldest 2 are girls the youngest 2 are boys(ahh, I can just smell the stinky years ahead of me :) )
Funny stink story – my husband is a law enforcement officer so he wears a bulletproof vest daily (which the day you wash the cover stinks the next day you wear it) so anyway he gets home takes off his vest and lays it out after he sprays it with febreeze. I keep smelling the stink but don’t realize where it’s coming from so I keep smelling myself and everyone else’s clothes to see where it’s coming from… finally it dawns on me that it’s the vest. Stinkery
The apples look yummy by the way.