Every Saturday morning, a kid up the road from us sets up a stall out the front of his house, and sells apple pies that his mother has baked (they are a Plymouth Brethren family.) We call it The Feathery Legs Pie Stall (because their women don't shave their legs)
Anyway....they are the best pies you ever tasted, no chemicals, they are all natural. A taste test between their pies and and pies one would buy at a supermarket reveal a vast difference in taste....sure....one is full of apples, the other is full of who knows what.