It's been a week of struggling from morning to evening to get all of my school-work done, and now it's Friday evening I can finally let go of my breath and take a minute to think. Actually, I have nothing to do now! Maybe I should go bake something... I just realized I am hungry!
Thinking of baking, pie crust has been on my mind lately. Mom and I made apple pie a week or so ago and I learned for the third time how to make the dough and roll it into a crust. I was thinking as we made it how easy it is and yet I have heard people say that you have to have some sort of gift in order to be able to make it. I wonder if that is because their mothers didn't teach them to make it the right way?
When mine was little her mother always baked things while she and her brothers were away at school, so she never learned how to do it. Later she learned to make dough from another woman, but not as well as her mother had made it. There are some secrets to making pie crust-- and bread too-- properly that not everyone knows... like how to know if it is moist enough or how to press it to make it roll out smoother.
My favorite part of making the crust is after it has been rolled out and you put the pie pan upside-down on it, then cut the dough in a circle around it. I love the clean way the knife slides in a circle. It's also so cool how the powdery white mess turns into a sheet of... fabric, almost, that can be folded so neatly. I also like eating pie dough. Mom thinks it is a repulsive habit and I will get fat, but I always eat when I bake. It isn't as fun when you don't taste the batter!
And then, of course, there is when you get to eat the pie.... yummmmm....
+JMJ+
Rosary Girl
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And I thought I was the only one who ate pie dough while baking! ;)
The apple pie was so delicious! Thanks for baking it and allowing us to share it. It was definitely yummy! I am so proud of you and the skills that you possess as well as those that you are acquiring!
I have never thought of pie dough as fabric before.
I remember that raw dough was your Aunt Val’s favorite part of bread baking day.
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