After a horrible week we decided that Friday was the start to great weekend. So we kicked back and relaxed.
Meatball style.
LeeAnn style.
And Murray style.
Last night I finally made the apple pie that had been planned since Monday.
Have you ever seen Christmas vacation?
Do you know the Christmas eve scene where they carve the beautiful, succulent looking turkey and it disintegrates into grey dust?
This was my moment.
The house smelled ah-may-zing.
Like really really good. Like Autumn had properly arrived and brought a touch of Christmas with it.
It smelled like magic.
The pastry was crumbly and golden and crisp. I was so pleased.
But when I cut through the perfect, crumbly , film worthy crust!
The apples were thoroughly undercooked and had oozed at least a pint of juice!!
It still tasted nice! I just drained off the syrupy (yummy) juice and hope that the apples will cook through when I reheat the rest of the pie.
Does anyone know how to avoid ths? I wanted fresh apples , not previously stewed. Is there any way to get the crust and inside perfect?
I wonder if it is too late at 10.50pm to eat apple pie and ice cream.
Well it is the weekend after all......
1 comment:
ohhhhhhh no!! I hate it when I anticipate a great dish and it doesn't turn out. Believe it or not, I've never made an apple pie before.
You should try those apple bars that I posted about ~ holy goodness!!
It's cheesy horror movie night here.. we've got popcorn and chocolate malted balls and we are ready to chillax infront of the tv.
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