Crab Apple: The Look of Love – Bangers & Balls

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The crab apple is the prehistoric ancestor of the apple and cousin of the rose.  There is so much myth and legend that surrounds it, not least because of the shape that lays inside – a pentagram. Slices of apples placed neatly on saucers have been found in tombs dating back over 5,000 years. The Medieval church held the belief that enchanted apples could be given to a victim to cause demonic possession or other magic. Just look at what happened to Snow White. 

Crab apples have long been associated with love and marriage. It was said that if you throw the pips into the fire while saying the name of your love, the love is true if the pips explode. Apple wood was burned by the Celts during fertility rites and festivals, and Shakespeare made reference to crab apples in A Midsummer Night’s Dream and Love’s Labour Lost.  

In Ireland, The apple tree is held in such great esteem it is considered a ‘chieftain tree’, ranking as one of the most sacred in the country. It was believed that just as the branches reached up into the realm of the living, the roots sunk down into the ‘other side’, where mystical creatures like sidhe and fae-folk resided. As with the hawthorn, this powerful tree was considered so valuable it became illegal to chop it down, a crime that in ancient Irish Law, was punishable by death.

A story I used to love as a child was of Connla the Fair, who was an Irish Prince who fell in love with a beautiful fairy woman. She arrived on the Irish Shore in a crystal boat, one like you have never seen. The light would refract off it and cause majestic rainbow light displays across the land.

On landing she offered Connla the fair a shiny apple from the world of the fairies. He took an ill-fated bite, meaning he was hers for ever. He left his homeland and set sail for her magical isle where there was no hunger gap, just a continuous time of plenty. The island was a utopia where the trees blossomed and had fruit at the same time and winter never came. They ate an ever replenishing stock of apples which kept them young forever. However he was never able to see his homeland or family again and he knew they grieved for them.