The neighbor gave us a bag of wrinkled apples
My first thought was "...ehhh...no wonder he gave them away..."
Then I heard my Grandma inside my head "Don't you dare throw them away!"
...so as I whittled & peeled through them - making my way around the icky spots
I thought about how apples in the winter were like Dairy Queen to a Kid back in the day
When there wasn't a produce section or Dairy Queen to be found in the Mountains of West Virginia
They were delicious on Waffles....wrinkles & all

*~The Cure for an Icy Winter Day~*
*3 wrinkled & bruised apples (whittled with a sharp knife)*
*1 T Margarine (melted on low heat in a med sauce pan w/ lid)*
*a couple of poofs of Magical cinnamon powder*
*a waffle - coffee - good company & some turkey bacon*