Apple Pie for Two

The shelves are filling up with apple juice, apple sauce, apple butter and now apple pie filling.  With just the two of us most days, and with neither of us needing lots of dessert, the apple pie filling was put up in 1/2 pint jars.  Perfect size for us!  If I make a whole pie, we’ll keep eating it til it’s gone!

This can be done with any pie filling.  My preference for putting this up is in the little squatty half pint jars but try finding those around here this time of year.

When it’s time to serve them, there are several ways to fix them.  I can remove the lid and ring, sprinkle a crumb topping on and bake them right in the jar.  I can make a pie crust using half of my regular pie crust recipe and make two round cutouts, put half the pie filling onto each, fold it over, crimp the edges and fry it for a fried pie.

Or, what we did last night – make half a pie crust recipe.  Place a piece in each of two custard cups.

Open just one little jar and split it between the two cups.

Put another crust round on top and seal the edges.  Cut a little vent slit in the center.  Place in a dish because more than likely, they’ll leak.

Bake at 375º (or whatever temp you might already have the oven set on — just bake longer or shorter, depending on the temp) for about 35 – 40 minutes, til brown.  The pie filling is pretty much already done before baking because of the canning process.

Run a knife around between the crust and the edge of the cup and they should dump right out.

Add Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla ice cream.  Eat and then go do 500 sit ups (or get online and order larger jeans!)

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When He’s Gone . .

It probably doesn’t really happen like this . . it just seems like it does.  When Vince is away, that’s when all the things seem to happen that I cannot fix.  When we were in KY, he traveled a lot with his job and he was gone way too much.  Here, he hardly ever travels but he does have a trip coming up soon.

I must be really hard on garage doors.  All I do is . . push the button!  How can I destroy so many garage doors simply doing what I think I’m supposed to do!  I know what happened to the first garage door.  Someone had set a 5 gallon bucket behind my car and I didn’t know it.  When I went to put the garage door down, it stopped because the little eye told it there was danger ahead.  But, I didn’t know that and I kept pressing the button and finally . . BAM! It went down, hit that bucket, crumpled like a house of cards, fell off the rails and . . we got a new garage door and a new garage door opener.

Then, at the house in town in KY, it had an old wooden, double garage door with 6 or 8 glass windows.  One day I pushed the button and . . BAM! The spring broke, which made a very loud noise, and the garage door fell, which also made a very loud noise!  The glass shattered, the door cracked . . and we got a new garage door and a new garage door opener.

When Vince told me Sunday that he was going to be gone for a few days, a little thought ran through my head . . check the garage door!

I went out and looked at the garage door . . like I would know what I was looking at but . . I did see that the spring was broken!  The door still worked but when I called the garage door man, he said “Do not use it!” so I opened it once and got my car out and then I turned the opener off.

The garage door repairman asked for my address and when I told him, he said “Oh, I’ve been there before.  You have a smoker!”  Yes, I forgot why he had to work on our garage door but he had been here before and I was smoking a pork butt when he was here.  I’m known in this town for my food!

Anyway, while he was here, he looked at the Highlander and said “Do you need to get that car out?”  Huh?  That car?  We never use it. Don’t worry about it! OK! He ordered the spring and we’ll have a working garage door again tomorrow.  Since Chad is gone, I moved my car over to his side of the garage, which has just one single door so I can get my car in and out til the big door is fixed.  Not like I’m going anywhere though . .

Red Suede Shoes

My boy . . where does he get his sense (or lack thereof) of fashion.  His newest shoes — red suede Vans.

And he loves them!

It could be worse.  These are his favorite dress shoes.  (Don’t ask me why he had them on with his pajamas!)

And then there are days when he just puts on two shoes, without regard to whether they match or not.

No matter what shoes he’s wearing, I love him and I miss him when he’s gone!