Showing posts with label Sunday Pie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sunday Pie. Show all posts

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Sunday Pie

Our very first Sunday Pie in our new house was...PUMPKIN!  

I made one this afternoon to try out that new oven!  Larry said it was the best pumpkin pie he's ever had in his life.  He said it won't last the night.  Ha!

I just used a basic recipe:

1 can of pumpkin (15 oz)
1 can of sweetened condensed milk (14 oz)
2 eggs
1 tsp pumpkin pie spice and I cheated and used a frozen pie crust.  :)  

Preheat oven to 425 degrees, then bake for 15 minutes.  Reduce heat to 350 degrees and bake for 35 more minutes.  Easy peasy!


It turned out great, tastes amazing and totally hit the spot after a long, stressful week.  It got us in the mindset for Thanksgiving, too!  Can't wait!!

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Sunday Pie

We picked up a pound of pecans yesterday at a yard sale for $5 and they became this week's Sunday Pie.

This time I used the Pioneer Woman's recipe for The Pie That'll Make You Cry.  It will.  Squall.   

Larry even ate some for breakfast this morning.  :)


1 unbaked pie crust
1 cup sugar
3 Tablespoons brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup corn syrup
3/4 teaspoons vanilla
1/3 cup melted butter
3 whole eggs, beaten
1 cup chopped pecans

 
First, whip up your pie crust.  
Next, mix sugar, brown sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter, eggs, and vanilla together in a bowl. Pour chopped pecans in the bottom of the unbaked pie shell.
Pour syrup mixture over the top. Cover top and crust lightly with foil. Bake pie at 350ยบ for 30 minutes. Remove foil, then continue baking for 20 minutes.

PIE SHOULD NOT BE OVERLY JIGGLY WHEN YOU REMOVE IT FROM THE OVEN

If it shakes a lot, cover with foil and bake for an additional 20 minutes or until set. Required baking time seems to vary widely with this recipe. Sometimes it takes 50 minutes; sometimes it takes 75!  Allow to cool for several hours or overnight. Serve in thin slivers.

Thin slivers, my big old butt.  Who does that??

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Sunday Pie


 
After five months of Sundays, we've kinda gotten burned out on cakes so this week I made a pie. 

Sunday Pie!  A good old-fashioned southern buttermilk pie to show my roots and it is absolutely scrumptious! 

And half gone already.





There's not much more southern than a buttermilk pie and this one will have you wanting to slap your grandma, I promise!  You'll probably tell her to hush her mouth, too.  And then run when she goes to get her bedroom shoe.
     
    Here's how to make it!

    First off, you need a pie crust for a 9 inch pan
    a stick of butter, softened
    2 cups sugar
    3 tablespoons of flour
    3 eggs
    1 cup buttermilk
    1 teaspoon vanilla extract

    Preheat oven to 350 degrees.  Prepare pie pan with pie crust.
    Cream together butter and sugar.  Once creamy and slightly fluffy, add flour and eggs. 
    Mix well. You can use a hand mixer for this, or beat with a fork until fully combined and smooth.  Stir in buttermilk and vanilla extract. Mix until well blended. Pour into prepared pie crust.  Bake for 1 hour and 15 minutes at 350 degrees or until done. A toothpick inserted into the middle should come out cleanly. The pie will still be slightly jiggly after baking. Allow time to cool and set before serving, about an hour.

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    Come close and walk with me;
    I'll tell you all the simple things,
    That you are sure to see.
    You'll see mockingbirds and bumblebees,
    Magnolia blossoms and dogwood trees,
    Caterpillars on the step,
    Wooden porches cleanly swept;
    Watermelons on the vine,
    Strong majestic Georgia pines;
    Rocking chairs and front yard swings,
    Junebugs flying on a string;
    Turnip greens and hot cornbread,
    Coleslaw and barbecue;
    Fried okra, fried corn, fried green tomatoes,
    Fried pies and pickles too.
    There's ice cold tea that's syrupy sweet,
    And cool, green grass beneath your feet;
    Catfish nipping in the lake,
    And fresh young boys on the make.
    You'll see all these things
    And much, much more,
    In a way of life that I adore.

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