Something old. Something new. Today I got to try something new, making a strawberry pie. My friend Elizabeth made this Fresh Strawberry Pie last year, and she and our friends were going gaga over it. So, when I found myself with many a strawberry from the pickings this week, I wanted to make this pie.
Eric always loves anything fruit, and I love to bake, but I'd never made my own pie crust. I know, I know. What kind of domestic goddess doesn't know how to make a pie crust. Um, me. Still really don't either. This one got lucky that it turned out tasty in that it's hard to ruin Nilla Wafers, sugar, and butter.
But I lost a battle with the Magic Bullet, and my cookies didn't crumble. So they were a little unevenly broken. Still looked good, and tasted even better. I was so excited that for once I had all the ingredients for a recipe on hand. (Except cool whip, and I ran out for that before dessert time.)
Sam, who was feverish this morning, but with no sign of pukies since gagging at 7 a.m. yesterday, was very interested in my strawberry stash. He really wanted to help.
But all he helped with was picking out the ones that he ended up eating. So he had 4 strawberries and didn't get sick. No strawberries were actually touched by cootie fingers in the making of this blog entry.
I love the smell of boiling sugary strawberry goodness.
This was my favorite picture, putting the ooey gooey strawberry glaze over a bed of fresh berries. Oy. The recipe tells you to sift out the pulp, but my friends said they didn't bother, I love strawberries, so neither did I
The Final Product.
After we got home, we pulled out a slice or two for the sampling. It was so good. So fresh tasting. Nice sweet berries. All the goodness that a Fresh Strawberry Pie should be. So if these pics call to you, go out and get you some strawberries, because Dang, it's a Good time for picking...and Eating right now!
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