Y'all know how much I love to bake. It's pretty much my favorite thing to do in the whole wide world. Which is why every holiday season, I go completely and absolutely bananas in the kitchen for a solid month straight. Thanksgiving is always my starting line and I usually go straight to the New Year. First up for Baking Blitz 2010...PIE!
Perfect, pleasing, pleasant PIES! Being this year's designated dessert provider for Turkey Fest at the Nicastro-Nale household, I took my job very seriously. A little too seriously. Two nights. One tortured husband. Six pies. Ten fat and happy family members.
First of all, pie fixin's ain't cheap! I've always been taught that store-bought ANYTHING is ALWAYS more expensive than doing it yourself. Psssshhhhh... Grand total for all the necessary supplies? $92.36. Yowza. If I ever do decide to open my own pie shop, I'm gonna need to charge $50 a pie to break even!
I've made pies in years past but I'd never attempted my own crust. Feeling brave, I went to the first person I thought of that would be sure to get the buttery-goodness just right. Paula Deen. Not since Julia Child have I seen anyone cook with more butter and fat. No wonder her food is delicious. After watching a couple of videos and relishing in her good ol' Southern Comfort, I felt brave.
Brave enough to not only try to make my first crust but to make said crust for a berry pie. I've never made a berry pie. So, to make ensure that I was
completely out of my element, I settled on a pie that needed TWO types of berries.
How pretty are these berries? I almost just stopped here and ate the whole bowl of fresh wholesome goodness. Then I remembered that I spent $28 (!!!) on them and I wasn't about to disappoint my Uncle Vinnie, who loves him some berry pie.
Paula Deen steered me
sooo right on my crust (flaky, buttery, and perfect!) and I was filled with so much confidence after mastering the perfect dough to ice water ratio that I got fancy on this pie's ass.
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I was so excited when my berry masterpiece came out of the oven perfectly golden and bubbly, that I actually got teary. The moment The Hubs walked in from a gig, I squealed, "Look at it! Look at it! Isn't it PUUURRRFECT?!?!?"
"Wow, babe! Can I eat it?"
"NO!"
Next up, my old tried and true pecan and pumpkin pies. I mastered both recipes last year and couldn't wait to improve them with my kick-ass new crust. My dear old dad's all-time favorite is pecan pie and he had yet to try mine. I was so excited for him to finally test it out this year!
The Hubs loves pecan as well and as I baked each one of three of them, he repeated "Can I eat some yet?"
"NO! But doesn't it look delicious?"
"YES!!! Soooo...can I eat some yet?
"THURSDAY!!"
The Hubs isn't a huge fan of pumpkin pie which means each year there's enough leftover for Mom and I to indulge in our pie for breakfast tradition. This year was no exception. I made so much pumpkin pie filling, there was enough extra to fill one of Grandma's vintage baking dishes. I'll be serving that over ice cream tonight. Nom!
Even though he's not a pumpkin eater, when these bad boys came out of the oven The Hubs said, "That actually looks good. Can I eat some?"
"NO!!!!!!!"
Thursday afternoon rolled around and The Hubs and I walked in my parents' house carrying a giant box of pies. There was much oohing, aahing, and drooling over my creations and I wanted to dance on the roof I was so excited. I love turkey dinner, but I COULD. NOT. WAIT. for them all to finish and move on to PIE!
I'm please to report that the pecan pie got a Poppy Grade A Seal of Approval. Mom proclaimed that I should open "Mia Pia Pie's Shop." And After Uncle Jim ate all three, he moaned, "I'm gonna be sick."
When you can make Uncle Jim sick, you've kicked some serious kitchen ass.
There may not have been yams this year. But there was pie. And The Hubs finally got some.
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Mangia! |