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mmmm...Pie

This post was more fitting yesterday, 3.14, but my kids and schedule didn't allow the time.

I love pie!

This love was introduced early by my Grandpa B.  He also loved to bake and create his own recipes.  He made bread, pie, ice cream (not really baking but very yummy), cookies, and cake.  My mom loved her dad's bread so much he taught my dad how to make it.  My dad has been baking bread every since.

One of my Grandpa's specialties was Blueberry pie with a whole wheat crust.  He would pick the blueberries from his own trees and make the crust with fresh ground whole wheat.  It was delicious.

He also introduced another idea, Pie for breakfast.  He would sometimes have friends over for breakfast and serve pie.

Sadly, we haven't been able to find his whole wheat crust recipe.

3.14 day


Since yesterday was 'pi day' there were a lot of posts about Pie.  I started craving pie and thinking of my Grandpa's blueberry pie and suddenly I was making pie.

I started with Bette Hagman's Vinegar Pie Crust recipe and added some ground flax and almond meal to give it a whole wheat like texture and taste.  While making the crust I remembered I needed to bring something to MOPS today.  So I thought why not make mini-pies?  So I did.

Mini-Pies
They turned out yummy and I still had plenty of dough for a full size pie.  While rolling out the pie top I thought hmmm, it's pi day let's get creative.

Pi
While waiting for my pie to bake, the smell brought back so many memories of baking with my Grandpa.  I remember his tips for using the least amount of bowels, spoons, and measuring items, so clean up went faster.  I still use some of these today.

Pie Tasting Time

Wednesdays are Zumba night.  Which means my parents come over and watch my kids while my sister and I go to Zumba.  So after burning lots of calories it was time to eat some pie.  It was a hit, my mom even said it had a similar texture to her dad's pies.

Blueberry Pi

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