My mom ate an unusual number of apples - like 3-5 every day. On her days off, when she wasn't cooking or cleaning or making cookies or cakes for other people - when she finally decided to do something for herself, she would sit up in bed in her PJs and eat apples while reading romance novels.
She was a speed reader and would scan a page really fast with her finger - like literally one second per page. There would be several apple cores at various stages of decomposition on her end table and headboard, just out of reach of the little black poodle with the physique of an ottoman by her side.
I asked her decades later, when she was retired, if she still ate a lot of apples. She replied, "Not really - maybe just 5-10 per week."
