Apparently We've Been Eating Apples Wrong Our Whole Lives (wasting 30%) - eat them this way

[countryjake]

72. Man, I hear ya!

I first learned about that ridiculous etiquette rule when I was a senior in high school and my boyfriend chided me for cleaning my plate after a nice supper at his folks' home. I guffawed at the very idea of leaving a stylish ort on my dish and told him that my own mother would be insulted if we didn't eat every last crumb she'd served us. That relationship never went far.

I also spent many a late hour sitting by myself at our table wallowing a huge wad of meat around on the plate, taking turns trying to chew it up, then looking at it some more and wishing we had a Lassie dog I could slip it to. And that was a weekly occurrence when I was little.

My parents both always ate every bit of an apple, core and all, with only the seeds left. Those seeds were then saved to dry out and plant in the orchard.