March 6, 2011 will go down in history as the day I baked my first pie.
From scratch. None of this sissy pre-made crust or filling-in-a-can stuff. I'm talkin' apple-slicin', sugar-moundin, butter-poundin', crust-chillin', pre-baked snackin' goodness. My mom helped, of course. It
was my first time.
It was delicious. The crust was my favorite. I'm sure the butter-flavored shortening had something to do with that. Next time, I'm going to do a crust with all butter. I loved how it looked too, kind of rustic and imperfect. Quite vintage actually. I snapped a few photos on my mom's spanky new phone.
So here's to becoming known for my pie skills. It's going to be a tasty, tasty ride.
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| golden AND delicious |
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| hand-sliced. with love (that's the key) |
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| handsome crust. |
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| i'm loving those little star cuts. |
5 comments:
GOR-O-GEOUS!! And to top it all off...it was a Double Crust...top AND bottom! You little over-achiever You! I just figured that French Apple Pies were invented so you didn't have to mess with double crusts all the time!
Good job!
You go, girl! That looks way super crazy tasty good. Mmmm-MM.
Way to go Meggers! The crust looks fabulous....hardest part perfected! :)
YUMMY! Way to go on the home-madeness :o)
Oh man...maybe you could make me one for my birthday that's 9 days after yours!! :)
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