Happy Halloween and inside out caramel apples

Happy Hallow’s Eve from the Diabetic Kitchen. I hope you have an awesome yet safe night and don’t over do it with the candy. You know who you are. Mumika is one of them.


Since I was probably in Pre-K wearing my Snow White costume Mumika made from scratch that put all other Snow White’s to shame, Halloween has been my favorite holiday. I remember when I was 10, Mumika and I were flying home from England (my grandpa had died and we were there for his funeral which I was also furious about) and I was furious I was going to miss Halloween due to the time difference. Who flys on Halloween, seriously? Mumika was all, no you aren’t going trick or treating and I think I literally pulled the, “But grandpa would want me to go trick or treating” response. I have no clue if I went that year or not, but the next year was full of awesomeness until we lost my best friend’s cousin.

Oddly enough, I don’t love Halloween for the candy. I’m not much of a candy person which made Mumika quite happy since she got most of my trick or treating score. If it wasn’t nerds, sweettarts, kitkats, m&m’s, nestle crunch bars, almond joys, mounds, or reese’s piece, I wanted nothing to do with it. We did have to share the hershy’s bars and reese’s peanut butter cup. I just love the spirit of the holiday. The dark hauntingness. You add the fact that Hocus Pocus came out during my childhood, and how can I not love Halloween.

I so have to go back to Salem one year.

In the spirit of Halloween before pumpkins officially tae over our lives, I’m going to focus on apples. At the first spa I worked at, my boss gave us caramel apples one year, and I love how it becomes a big thing this time of year.

However, I can’t be normal about these things. Nope. Not at all. Also, it is incredibly hard to cut through those damn caramel apples, so I decided to make the alternative….inside out caramel apples. One apple will be dedicated to a tradition caramel apple, the second – a salted caramel apple, and the third – a caramel apple with a chocolate drizzle.

Of course you can cheat a melt down caramel candies, but that is just not an option for me. That’s right, I’m making my own caramel.

The major thing about normal caramel apples is the thickness of the caramel. Sometimes the coating can equal 5 of those caramel squares. 5 pieces = 30 grams of carbs, 28 grams of sugar. Sure it doesn’t seem like much but in all honesty, are you going to just have one apple slice? Are you really? Don’t lie, you’re going to eat at least half the apple. The whole apple would be 69 grams of carbs with 64 grams of sugar. The worse part, I haven’t even factored the carb and sugar count from the chocolate. Or the nuts. Or if you want to get creative with it – crushed oreos, white chocolate, m&m’s, crushed graham crackers….and what have you.

This whole inside out caramel apple idea is starting to look good, doesn’t it?


Caramel Apples

3 Granny Smith Apples
1 1/2 cups brown sugar
1/2 cup heavy cream
2 tablespoons butter
2 tablespoons of light simple syrup
1 teaspoon vanilla extract


TO MAKE THE SIMPLE SYRUP: Mix 1 cup water to 1/2 cup sugar. Heat in the microwave for 1 minute. Cool in fridge for 1 day before using.

In a sauce pan over high heat, combine the brown sugar, butter, heavy cream and simple syrup.

Stir until the brown sugar has dissolved.

Bring to boil, stirring occasionally, for 9 minutes.

Remove from heat and add the vanilla, stir continually until it stops bubbling.

Allow to cool for about 10-15 minutes.

While the caramel is cooling, cut your apples in half and use a melon baller to scoop out the insides, leaving the walls intact. I made sure there was atleast 1/4 of an inch border of apple around the well. I also didn’t go that deep with the melon baller. The whole point is moderation and not over doing it. So shallow wells are your friend.

Pour the caramel into the hollowed out apples until just below the top.

Chill in the refrigerator until the caramel has set, about 20 minutes.

Cut into slices.

Makes 24. Per slice.

Biggest tip, if the apple is wet, the caramel won’t stick. So when you go to cut into slices, out pops the caramel. This is what happened to the slices that were meant to be drizzled with chocolate. Needless to say I was livid.

First and foremost – OMG this is the best caramel I have ever tasted. What’s great is that it makes too much caramel. Meaning now you have amazing caramel sauce to put on your ice cream, in your coffee, on your apple praline pancakes. Incorporate it in your apple pie this thanksgiving. Or if your having a bad day like I did, maybe eat it off a spoon gently dipped in the caramel. Mumika just freaked reading this. She hasn’t read it yet but I can already feel it. Mechelle! How dare you! Think about your diabetes! I said gently dipped. It’s not like I got a big ass spoon and ate an overly generous dollop of the stuff.

So yeah, caramel sauce = awesomeness squared to infinity times infinity. Once you make this, you will never look back. This is change your life and view of caramel sauce sort thing.

I loved everything about this. Everything. The salted caramel one was the definition of perfection if you like your sweet mixed with your salty with a pop of tart.

Best idea ever Michelle.

Oh and what happened to make my day horrible. The hubby is recovering from a not so pleasant physical affliction, my one client cancelled (which doesn’t surprise me because that’s every Halloween), and when we went to get Bryan’s windshield fixed, the place lost his keys. Furious and livid do not begin to describe how we felt as the people lacklusterily looked for his keys. The boss kept saying, “I left it on the counter” as he barely looked for them. Then he said the receptionist son had come in and might have accidentally taken them. The receptionist was adamant that her son had not taken them and glared at me when I requested her to call her son up just in case. I probably wouldn’t have been so pissed if it wasn’t the only set of key’s to Bryan’s car, but the sheer incompetence and blaming stance did not reconcile me or Bryan. You can blame it on it being Halloween and it being crazy all you want, but you are not fooling me.

Then while I was at HEB, a lady pulled me off to the side and attempted to politely tell me that she could see my polka dot bra. I wanted to tell her that my Halloween costume was being a dirty young celebrity slut like Miley Cyrus or Rihanna, or thank her for reminding me of my fashion faux pas due to the inability to see what I am wearing until I am out in public because we are remodeling the house and do not currently have a mirror. But I didn’t, because my Nana raised me to take the high road and be a lady. I ended up doing a half smile as I said, “Yes, I know.” Oh well, at least it was a cute bra.

How my chocolate drizzled inside out caramel apples were supposed to look. Learn from my mistakes people.



3 thoughts on “Happy Halloween and inside out caramel apples

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