I have to confess that I am inordinately found of apple pie, served with cream or custard is of no consequence but with the addition of a good quality cheddar layered between slices of the delectable fruit transports it into a culinary inspiration.
I am certainly not the first and will not be the last to be inspired by this delightful fruit but if you are seeking an example you do not need to go any further than a trip to Woolsthorpe House, Woolsthorpe-by-Colsterworth, Lincolnshire.
It lies to the west of the Great North Road, south of Grantham the birth place of Margret Thatcher and to the south east of Melton Mowbary the home of the famous pork pie.
Sir Isaac Newton was born in Woolsthorpe Manor House in 1642 which is now in the care of The National Trust. It was during the years of the plague between 1666-7 that he escaped from Cambridge to return to the manor house in Woolsthope and had his encounter with the pomaceous fruit of Malus domestica.
Bust of Sir Isaac Newton in the church of St John the Baptist Colsterworth
St John the Baptist Church Colsterworth Lincolnshire, Isaac Newton was baptised here in 1643 and both his parents are buried in the church.
Inside St John the Baptist Colsterworth Lincolnshire if you look behind the organ you will find an engraving produced by a young Issac Newton.
“What wondrous life in this I lead!
Ripe apples drop about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do crush their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on melons, as I pass,
Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.”
From Thoughts in a Garden By Andrew Marvell. 1621–1678