My husband must be worried….if, even slightly. I’m turning into “Harriet, the Homemaker.” No offense, of course, to all those out there named Harriet. I happen to love the name; however, I’m thinking my husband is thinking that I may have been abducted by aliens and brought back another woman. Clearly, because baking (from scratch), canning, and making a new German dish….all in the same day, mind you – is not like me….at all.
When a day like that comes around, I go full bore, as they’re pretty rare. But, they have been more frequent, I must say.
We had a our local church Fall supper yesterday and as a member, I was to bring two pies. I thought it would be an awesome idea to make my own pie crust. I’ve never made my own pie crust. Ever. And not for one pie, but for three pies. One pie was the “trial pie,” so that if the crust was a total flop, I would then not take the other two and just buy two pies.
I used an old recipe I had gotten from my aunt Delores (age 87 and kicking as ever) and it really was easy to work with, once all mixed. Once baked, I thought it tasted too much like Crisco, as did my husband. However, now that it’s a couple days later, I think it’s actually pretty good. The crust baked beautifully and I even made some fancy-shmancy designs prior to baking. I did cheat on the filling though. Next time, I’ll really impress the hubby and make a whole pie from scratch. There are a lot of pie crust cheaters out there. I know, I was one of them. But when you just feel like having a little taste of “back in the day,” this is a perfect way to count your blessings for all of the conveniences we so take for granted. Or, you could use your microwave….that would probably be easier. lol! The recipe? I never thought you’d ask!
Perfect Pie Crust
5 cups flour
2 cups crisco
1 cup 7-up
1 tsp. salt
Makes about 6 single crusts.
In addition to the pies, I made an old recipe I came across just days before – honey cookies, courtesy of my grandmother, Bertha, who died when I was 8. I didn’t remember eating these cookies until they actually came out of the oven. The smell and how they looked, once baked, really took me back to my childhood. Kinda like that Glade commercial whose marketing is spot-on, if you ask me.
They’re not sweet enough for my sweet-tooth husband or Alexandra though, saying “these would be perfect with chocolate chips.” The rest of us like them and I know I will be making them again. I have some new ideas I’m wanting to try in how I share information, so I do promise I will be sharing the recipe, just not today. It’s kinda a “special” recipe to me.
Pies and cookies aside, I also did some canning. I got several jars of regular pickles, bread & butter/refrigerator pickles, and also finally got my beet jelly made. I will be sharing all of these recipes coming up, because, seriously – anyone can be canning. I almost put “anyone can can” but that just sounds weird. But really, if you can follow a recipe, you can can. Okay, there I had to use it. Aside from beet jelly, which, in my own admission, feels and is an all-day process, pickles are so easy. The regular pickles are less involved than bread & butter, but still easy enough – just more steps. I recently acquired some tomatoes and will be trying my hand at homemade tomato soup (if I find I have enough), or I may just make salsa – not sure yet. I’ve never messed with tomatoes, so it will be a first.
So, there you have it – that’s what I’ve been up to. I’ve also been working on a wedding album design from last year’s wedding of Steven & Crystal. They’ve had a busy year, and I’m excited to get their album in their hands. I surely could have chosen the images for them, but with my wedding clients I never did that. Because, it is their album, not mine.
A lot cooking in the kitchen, figuratively and actually, and hopefully whatever you’ve been cooking up lately has also been bringing you joy.
And just because you and your girlfriends may be interested in, what I think, would be a great time and offer some great laughs…..if you do go, I want to hear how it was! Since it’s a weekday – it’s not the easiest to get away for me.
Happy cooking in the kitchen of life, my friends!