Wednesday, November 25, 2009

the making of the pies

Today, amongst other things, I baked three pies to be served at Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.

Pecan, a favorite of my husband's.

My fellow pie baker, Charlotte helped with the crusts. A creative twist was added to the pumpkin pie crust's edge, a leaf motif of sorts. Now mind you this was all done freehand.

But it turned out fairly well we thought.

Coconut Cream pie is usually only made at Christmas, but since it is my father's favorite and we will be seeing him tomorrow, I wanted to please him with this pie. And it is so good! As I licked the spoon, the memories of how good it is delighted my taste buds with its vanilla custard sweetness.

This pie requires a prebaked pie crust. A good way to keep your pie crust from puffing up is to line your pie crust with foil and fill the crust with beans. Bake at 400 degrees for about 40-45 minutes.

My dear mother's illness is marching on. The original plan was for my brother to come and pick my parents up and take them to his house for the holiday; which is in the state they lived in up until about three years ago, before circumstances merited moving them down the street from my sister (about 1 1/2 hours away from me) in order to better care for them.

The days have finally solidified that traveling is entirely too overwhelming for her now. Therefore, have Thanksgiving will travel, we pack it all up and will spend the day with them...being oh so full of thanks for every one of His tender mercies toward us, of which there are many.

Happy Thanksgiving!


PAK ART said...

The leaf piecrust looked challenging but turned out beautiful. Good job to both of you! I love pecan pie too but my sweetie doesn't care for it so I rarely make it...I don't need to eat a whole pie by myself!

Hill upon Hill said...

I pray that you will have a blessed time together.

Pecan pie is my favourite.

~Karen~ said...

Happy Thanksgiving, and safe travels to you all!

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