“A Was Once An Apple Pie”

If you have followed my blog for a while, you may remember that I bake four pies a year. Midsummer it is blueberry/peach. Thanksgiving it is pumpkin and mincemeat. But the fall highlight is the apple pie. Apples thrive in New England and we are able to buy varieties rarely seen in supermarkets. Above the filling contains Cortland, Pink Lady, Paula Red and Baldwin. They all came from the weekly produce bag we receive as part of our CSA(community supported agriculture)share. Apples are so abundant this fall that I may also make an apple crisp.

Apple pies take the longest to prepare of the four. The apples must be cored, peeled and sliced. Peaches dipped in hot water slip their skins more easily. I use pumpkin and mincemeat from jars, so they are the quickest. But knowing that I would be at it for a while, I turned on my music loud, sharpened my paring knife and went at it. Three pounds of apples filled the one above.

And as for music, thanks to modern technology, my Apple Ipad now plays “Elizabeth’s Station,” put together using some algorithm from my own collection stored there. Usually they get it right, introducing me to many artists I would never hear otherwise.

Cinnamon, nutmeg, lemon(just a bit)and those apple varieties make me wish blogs included a widget for “smell-a-vision.” Your imagination will have to suffice.

33 thoughts on ““A Was Once An Apple Pie”

  1. Mmmmm, delicious! I also like the idea of a Sandra’s station. I love to have music playing while I cook. I don’t use Apple devices but I shall investigate elsewhere.


  2. I don’t do pies. My pastry is like cardboard.
    I did have an abundance of plums this year though (to my surprise. I thought the winds this spring had blow off all the blossom) and have already defrosted a couple of trays for plum crumbles (made with oats, like flapjacks, rather than pastry-type mix without the water).
    My other seasonal baking forays were Christmas puddings, made to a foolproof recipe brought home by one of the kids from school cookery lessons. Everyone used to have a stir but, as adults, none of them actually likes Christmas pudding, so I don’t bother any more. I just buy a small one for the two of us, and that doesn’t often get finished before New Year.


  3. I think you just activated my sense of smell. I eat pie, but I usually prefer fruit on its own rather than inside a pie.


  4. “Taste a vision” would be better, Elizabeth. I have never tasted a pie so I have no idea whether it is crisp or soft, sweet or sour, veg or non-veg… You don’t get those in Indian small towns 😦


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