It has been so long since I have blogged anything. We are in the midst of an addition. So I have been a bit distracted.
I know, I know, I have already heard it. “What? Why are you doing that now, you don’t have any kids at home anymore.”
Well, my answer to that is: because. That’s it, nothing more.
Don’t get me wrong, I have had my doubts and guilt for doing it but Ron and I have worked over 30 years at jobs that we gave are all to. Why can’t we have something nice for ourselves. And, this is way more than I ever thought I would ever have or deserved to have. I know that I am very blessed. Ron is a great husband and has provided for me and our children for 32 years and I am truly grateful. So, I ask that those of you that may be jealous, (and I know you’re out there because I have had that emotion) just be happy for us and excited when I talk about my awesome closet or show you our new bathroom.
So, Ron turns 55 tomorrow and since we are honoured to go to a wedding, we are celebrating today, which prompted the baking.
If any of you know Ron, you know he loves apple anything so I decided to try this from my Joy the Baker Cookbook
You make the crust and refrigerate for 1 hour while you mix up the topping and apples.
Slice and add the other ingredients, lemon rind, lemon and let it macerate, yes that is a word.
I got this great gift for Christmas and it’s great for 1/2 used fruit, like lemon! Yay me!
You cut the pie dough into 8 pieces, somehow I did 10. Don’t ask…
You roll them out in circles and add to the parchment lined baking sheet and egg wash them.
Next add the apple mixture.
Next add the topping.
And then somehow, if you haven’t filled them too full like I did, you pinch them into little pockets of yumminess. I either had really big granny smith apples or I didn’t roll out the dough enough because it was tricky.
And ta da!!
Ready for eating but we will have to wait until after the concert of Emily Fennel at the Isabel Bader.
Until we eat again.