Quince crumble: an experiment last night...
I picked up a quince from the nearby Armenian grocer a while back, and had been pondering how to bake it. The quince was not much smaller than my head. My recipe went something like this:
1. Have quince. Quince must be baked for eating. Ooo, crumble!
2. Quince enthusiastically turned into many thin slices of
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