For most of my life I did not enjoy anything made with baked apples. I think it was the texture that I didn't like, as I found the warm apples too mushy for my taste. I loved the cinnamon and apple combination, just not when warmed. Sometime last year, or perhaps the year before, I ate a slice of apple pie and it was good. Really good, actually. After so many years of disliking this kind of dessert how could I suddenly find the taste so yummy? A quick inspection of the filling, revealed that the apples had been cut to a small dice and were so tiny they had become almost mashed, which made all the difference for me. Finally I had discovered the beauty of a baked apple dessert.