Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware

I’m a baker, not a cook.

I made pie crust this morning, rolled it into a ball, wrapped it in waxed paper and put it into the refrigerator.  Then, I got out my the peeler, corer, slicer thingy and started it in on the apples.  I think it’s the best Christmas present my daughter ever gave me.  It saves a lot of time and energy.  After the apples were done, I got out the brown sugar, corn starch, cinnamon and nutmeg.  I mixed it up, dumped it on the apples and that went into the refrigerator, too.  I sat down for a little while, had a roll and apple cider and watched “Keeping Mum” on TV—a very enjoyable movie.  I HAD to go to the supermarket.  When we got back, I rolled out two pie crusts and tried to get all the apple mixture in them.  I put little bits of butter on them, rolled out top crusts and did my best to seal them.  I sprinkled maple cinnamon on them and we went to have a pizza.  So, now, they are in the oven cooking.  If they make it to dinner tomorrow untouched it will be a miracle.  These pies are the main reason my son is coming.

I finally managed to get a picture of the kingfisher.

Tags: apple pies, kingfisher

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