
I was asked to write a short article on ways of using fruit harvested from orchards. I hope this summary will inspire a desire to plant more fruit trees in our towns and villages.

I was asked to write a short article on ways of using fruit harvested from orchards. I hope this summary will inspire a desire to plant more fruit trees in our towns and villages.

On m’a proposé d’écrire un article de 2000 signes sur l’après-récolte des fruits du verger. Un bon exercice de synthèse qui j’espère contribuera à donner envie de planter des arbres fruitiers dans nos villes et nos villages.

Here is the simplest recipe of a yummy and nutritious organic apple tart I can think of, an interpretation of the French tarte fine aux pommes. Its vegan variant remains to be tested.

Après ma tarte aux pommes sur lit de compote, voici une recette ultra-simplifiée de tarte bio avec pâte faite maison, mon interprétation de la tarte fine. Sa variante végane reste à tester.

The apple tart I cooked on the 1st of January is good for the body, the mind and the planet. Easy to make and inexpensive, especially if you use your own apples, the basic recipe can be added on to suit all tastes.

La tarte que j’ai cuisinée le 1er janvier est un concentré de bonnes pratiques pour le corps, l’esprit et la planète. Facile à faire et peu coûteuse, sa recette peut être adaptée pour satisfaire tous les goûts.
My apple sauces made with unpeeled organic garden apples are healthy and nutritious… and it shows!
Mes compotes faites avec des pommes de jardin non traitées et non pelées sont saines et nourrissantes… Et ça se voit !
With so many varieties growing in the domestic gardens of Aurillac and its surroundings, identifying the name of an apple can be difficult. But is it a priority for those who aim at sharing their fruit with other gardeners and fruit users?
Carefully recorded information about the origins of the fruit varieties conserved in the British National Fruit Collection should help their French counterpart adjust their own records. Continue reading