Apple Pie

A few weeks ago our Relief Society activities person called and asked if I would teach a class on how to make apple pie filling. "Just send me the ingredients list," she said. ...Umm, a can of apple pie filling and a can opener? O.K. I guess if I am teaching a class I should come up with something a little better than average. So I searched and searched and I found this delicious recipe. The home test was wonderful and I had a room full of very happy people after they had gone home to bake their pies. Here's the recipe.

5 med. Granny Smith apples
1 Tablespoon lemon juice
1 cup sugar
2 Tablespoons flour
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 Tablespoon apple cider vinegar
2 Tablespoons butter

1. Peel and slice apples. Soak them in water with the lemon juice.
2. In a large mixing bowl, stir together sugar, flour, cinnamon, salt and vinegar.
3. Drain water off of apples and mix apples with spices.
4. Dump the apples and spice mixture into bottome pie crust and dot filling with butter.
5. Cover with top pie crust, seal edges and cut small slits into the top.
6. Cover edge of pie with aluminum foil.
7. Bake at 400 degrees for 50-60 minutes. Remove foil for the last 10 minutes of baking.


Make sure to make this where you can put it in the oven to bake it right away. When I did it for the class I packed it up and took it home to bake. Unfortunately, I put it in the box that had my library book in it and the pie leaked all over everything. I spent over and hour with Christiaan carefully washing each of the 460 pages, trying desparately to save it. The we blow-dried until the pages were just barely damp and then put it under heavy furniture to try to keep the pages flat. I was very surprised that it turned out much better than I had expected, but I'm sure that it had more to do with the prayers than any book repair skills on our part. The pages are only a little discolored and only slightly wavy. However, I get this strong craving for apple pie whenever I sit down to read it. Must be the smell of apples and cinnamon.

My Favorite Things....

Yes, Sarah is truly a self absorbed child. Her favorite things are Her! Her favorite word is "Sarah". Her favorite thing to look at is her reflection. She even prefers to play by herself. (A big change from the three boys who wanted my constant attention.) However, I can't blame her. She is the cutest thing in this family. We all prefer to look at her and try to get her attention. I'm just not sure this bodes well for her future.

I Got Hair On My Face

I was trying to get everyone out the door for school the other day when Sam calls down the stairs, "Mom! I can't find the shaver."
"What?" I replied. Surely I had heard wrong. (It actually happens a lot with Sam.)
"The sha-ay-ver. I got hair on my face."
I must say, my children leave me speechless more often than I would care to admit. However, since Sam is my third child I have had much practice in quick recoveries. "Sam," I said, "You are supposed to have hair on your face. It's whiskers that you have to take off. Besides, if you used the razor you would cut your face and it would hurt a lot."
"Oh," says my now wiser seven year old, "I'm ready for school then."