The other saw Mama-san; ‘She’s apples, Frank! We don't have to go any further. Here's Mama-sa’ waiting to turn it on for us! Konichiwa, Mama-san,’ he said enticingly.
1997, Lee Chittick, Terry Fox, Travelling with Percy: A South Coast Journey, page 94,
I'm no good now, I'm burnt out. I was real good but only got one good and one bad one. My leg, look! That's it! But the other leg, she's apples. And that's how it is.
Sam checked what Theodora had assembled, nodded and unearthed a blowtorch from his tool bag. “Thanks, Miss Jay, she's apples,” he said, beginning to fill the blowtorch's reservoir with spirits.