        A few minutes in the kitchen yielded a sandwich and celery, along with a couple of apples.  Even though they were months past harvest, an earth pony’s inherent magic continued to imbue the fruit long after they were plucked from the tree, keeping them fresh as long as minimal care was taken in storage.  Sweet Apple Acres’ new hoof-made storage cellar had even made the news in Canterlot, since it meant their marvelous apples would be available year-long.  The ones in Twilight’s kitchen were probably the apples which didn’t meet the quality standards for export to Canterlot, but they were still far superior to anything that a unicorn or pegasus could hope to grow.