We made a version of this pie recently. We made a cookie crust instead, and used half lemon juice and half lime juice. It was a quick, sweet, bright summer treat. You definitely don’t want to skip the whip cream on top!
Speaking of rice krispie treats, look what I made. One of my besties came over for a sewing lesson last night, and I always like to have some kind of fresh treat available. We currently have these cookies (a couple days old), this cobbler (starting to get a little soggy sad face), so we needed a treat refresher. I made the rice krispie treats fancy by adding some tiny chocolate chips to the top. Almost like a s’more!
On the subject of tiny things, we watched this documentary the other day, which is about the tiny house movement and living small. We noticed that they are called tiny houses, not small, not mini, but tiny. The tiny part is not interchangeable with another word for small. So we have been calling everything tiny lately, because its fun to say.
We took an anniversary adventure to Fredericksburg last weekend. One of our main goals, besides celebrating our neverending love and devotion, was to obtain peaches. We are under the assumption that these peaches were picked fresh just for us. At this particular peach establishment, they also sold peach ice cream. So there were people sitting in rows of chairs, just silently eating peach ice cream. No words needed.
After we made it back home and took a nap, we promptly made a peach cobbler, with extra dashes of cinnamon, and with melty ice cream on top.
We had our pie date at home last week. The pros to that arrangement are 1. We can eat pie in our lounge clothes and no one judges us. 2. We get to have the fun of making the pie. And all important 3. There is a whole pie for us to eat. The cons are 1. There is a whole pie for us to eat. Pie is a terrible thing to waste.
This time, the pros outweighed the cons, and I tried out a coconut cream pie. We did have a friend come over for a slice, but the rest of that pie was ours all ours.
Sometimes I can have the strongest willpower ever. I can make dozens of cookies, and not eat even one (except for a bite of dough, for quality control purposes). Other times, I eat cookie dough by the spoonful, and its a miracle that there is anything left to bake. This was more of a lacking willpower moment, or, I was just providing really good quality control. But its chocolate and peanut butter, so I can’t really blame myself.
We decided our summer thing (sometimes we skip spring here, so we need to plan early) is to go get pie. I LOVE pie. Pie is perfect. It fits any occasion, season, mood. Pie is happiness, and I want perfume that smells like it.
Our first pie adventure was to Quack’s Bakery. It was a not too warm evening, and we sat outside, sharing pie with friends. We shared a slice of peach pie and chocolate cream. And somehow the air vents wafted fresh pie right past our noses, and I wanted to camp in their parking lot forever.
(second photo from here) I was too busy deciding on types of pie to be bothered with photos.
We had some 90 degree days last weekend. Thank goodness our backyard has some nice big trees, and I swear it stays like 20 degrees cooler back there. We take our warm evenings on the back porch with a side of ice cream. Which got me thinking about all the cool summer treats coming up right around the corner! (even though it is super thunder/rain stormy at the moment)
Some popsicle recipes to try soon: lemon and raspberry yogurt with super cute wooden sticks, neopolitan always reminds me of birthdays, classic vanilla pudding, and pretty purple blueberry greek yogurt popsicles.
These ice cream cones are still the best. We used to open them over the sink, so the little nuts didn’t go everywhere. Sometimes I wonder what foods our children will remember.