With all the fruit at the Farmer’s Market, it’s pie making time! Plums, apples, blueberries and more!
Years ago, when I had just moved into my own place, I decided that it was time for me to make a blueberry pie. Well, why not. I had been successfully cooking things since I was 11 or 12 and how could this be any different?
I did the only thing I could and phoned my mother and explained/complained that I was a pastry making failure. Mom to the rescue… she gave me her recipe for pie crust. Mom being the “queen” of pie making, (I’m not kidding, the whole family thought so), I thought I should give it a try. SUCCESS! Ego now in recovery mode.
Not long after I met my husband, we went to visit my parents. Mom had baked a pie for dessert. He was blown away by her pie, especially the crust. Over the years, whenever I baked a pie, his comments were “this is really great pie crust but your Mom’s pies are still the best”. OK, no hard feelings, I’ll just accept that hers are the best.
I have inherited Mom’s rolling pin. It feels so good holding it and putting my hands where hers were for all those years.
My brother joined us for dinner one day so I decided to bake a pie for dessert. I rolled out my crust using Mom’s rolling pin. They both said this pie was the best I had ever made and it “was just like Mom’s”. Was it THE Rolling Pin magic or Mom channeling through her rolling pin? I can’t argue with that logic and the spell is still working.
**If you would like to make pies like my Mom’s, please go to Making Pie Dough.