It's pretty galling, this getting-old thing, and I'm not happy
about it.
It was bad enough when I realised that my new employees were
born after I'd left school. Then my loving wife was kind enough to
inform me that grey chest hairs are 'cute'. Cute? Dammit woman,
it's a sign of corporeal decay, not some badge of whimsy.
But the final straw came just the other day during my
fortnightly haircut. Henry, my dear old barber, looked me over as
his clipping was done and announced, "You know, Mr Eddie, I think
today maybe I trim those eyebrows of yours."
My what? Did he say eyebrows? Henry's no comic, and his deadpan
face failed to indicate a well-meaning ribbing.
I was crushed: Henry's generous offer was the last rites for my
youthful swagger. Bushy eyebrows (and ears for some) are the
undeniable mark of the old man. My grandfather had bushy eyebrows.
Robert Menzies had bushy eyebrows. So am I now, resplendent with
eye-gazebos, hurtling towards a Zimmerframe?
I am aging like fine milk.
But solace was to be found, as it so often is for me, in the
kitchen. Faced with the challenge of working months ahead for
television, I find myself testing Autumnal recipes in the peak of
summer.
I had to make an apple cake, yet apples are completely out of
season. All the apples for sale right now have been in cold storage
for up to nine months - there's nothing 'fresh' about this fresh
fruit. In part that's the argument for eating seasonally - right
now it's all about the mangoes, stone fruit and melons - but
sometimes it is the exception to the rule that allows us to
appreciate our favourites from a whole new perspective.
You see as apples age, their flavour and nutrient value does
diminish. But as they dry out they lend themselves to
caramelisation in ways that were impossible when they were
newly-picked.
And so my old-man apples, despite their wrinkles and sagging
flesh, made one of the most delicious upside-down cakes I'd ever
tried. Who would have thought a dilapidated fruit had so much to
offer.
I can only hope that in my forthcoming decrepitude I might find
something similarly excellent to offer. Forget the mid-life crisis
or the travails of 'man-opause' - call me Granny Smith!
Go to Fast Ed's Upside-down Apple Cake recipe.
See all of
Fast Ed's recipes.
This recipe kindly provided
by Fast Ed. It first appeared in The Manly
Daily.