Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Pass the Pie Fries, please!

Did you ever see or taste something so delicious and painfully simplistic, you wonder how in the heck you never thought of it sooner???  Yeah. Me too.  That's how I feel about these.


Pie Fries.

I saw them in a magazine and instantly thought, "What a freakin' fabulous idea!" and wondered why I hadn't thought of it sooner. My Nana used to bake the scrap pie dough for us when my sister Kathy and I were little....and we sat at her kitchen table and happily munched on them with a glass of cold milk. But it ended there. So, how could I forget about them? So simple. So fun. But then again, the best things in life usually are, right?

Although I would usually make it from scratch, I cheated and used refrigerated pie dough.....so shoot me.


Unwrap and roll out each pie dough section, then cut them into "Fry-sized" pieces. I wanted to use a fluted pastry cutter, but was horrified to discover that I DON'T OWN ONE. How did this happen??





Then I sprayed the cut sections with butter (or you could just melt butter and brush it on), and sprinkle generously with sugar and cinnamon.



Then break up the sections and place them on a parchment paper covered cookie sheet.





Pop them into a pre-heated oven at 375 degrees for between 12 and 20 minutes (depending on your oven) You want them to be golden brown and a little crispy.



Isn't this the silliest thing you've ever seen?? I used canned apple pie filling as a dipping sauce and it was absolutely scrumptious! Like a little bite of apple pie. Only cuter.  You could use any type of pie filling really.....pumpkin, lemon, blueberry, cherry, etc. 



Pie Fries.

 So simple.

 So good.  

Thanks, Nana.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

I Did It Again.

It's true.

I didn't think I'd ever be ready.

I didn't think I'd ever get over the heartbreak of losing Emily



......but this may help.




I wasn't going to do it. But I could feel my protests gradually weaken under my sister's patient and  persistent voice saying it was "the right thing to do".   She's an 11-week old Boston Terrier who's sweet and spunky. I named her after one of my favorite people......a special aunt with whom I share a special bond. And now I get to say her name everyday.

Meet Gracie!