Apple Crumble

…It reminds me of my kitchen in Lahore. I can see myself sitting on the marble counter, kicking my feet against the cream colored cabinets. I can smell the apples and cinnamon, and I impatiently wait for the crumble to get that perfect golden brown so I can take it out, spoon a heaping amount of crumble into my bowl and top it off with vanilla ice cream and devour it before my mom finds out I’m baking at 2 am again! Oh the memories!

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