You like that alliteration going on up there?
Once I began typing up this post I couldn’t help but go with that title. Why? Well for one it’s Friday, for two it has been a fun day, and for three we visited……..
The Blueberry Farm!
We love to visit our local blueberry farm every summer. It is owned by the most wonderful people! You drive right up to the edge of the little field area, the have a canopied picnic area where the buckets are kept, grab a bucket, and head to the field to pick. Once you are finished picking you can go back to the canopy where they have bags for you to place your blueberries in for transport. You grab a payment envelop, drop you money in the box, and you are on your way home.
So for eight bucks you get a gallon bucket of fresh blueberries. Of course you can just pay extra money for a gallon of blueberries that are already picked for you but where is the fun in that!
So on the drive back home I was dreaming of all of the wonderful things I can do with my berries. Topping for oats, overnight oats, muffins, mixed in with yogurt, on top of a sandwich thin with nut butter…. on and on. That is until some little guy decided to interrupt my thoughts with his persistent yelling.
Why is he yelling you may ask? Because he had a request. Because he is persistent when he wants your attention. Because I wasn’t listening to him at the precise moment he wanted me to. Well, darn it – it’s because he is just like his mama! You better listen when he talks or there will be h-e- double hockey stick to pay~!
So he made his request. I tried to talk him out of it. But like I said – just like his mama. He will get his way so…….
Here is what my kitchen looks like.
Here is what he insisted on making.
I guess now would be a good time to admit that I have never made a homemade fruit pie. Truly, I haven’t. Now a chocolate pie I can do. A pumpkin pie – yep got it. Or maybe a fruit cobbler or a crisp. I can do those for sure!
The thing is that I don’t really care for pie crust. That is why I do not bake homemade pies. I usually use a graham cracker or a cookie crust for my pumpkin pies for this reason. Yep, I am the one at the table on Thanksgiving that is scrapping the filling off of her pie crust before eating it.
But how do you tell a five-year-old no? You don’t! Or at least not my five-year-old, because remember he is just like his mama!
So I improvised on the pie a little. I combined two of desserts into one.
Blueberry “Crumble” Pie
- 1/2 cup unbleached all purpose flour
- 1/2 cup whole wheat flour
- 1 tablespoon turbinado sugar
- pinch of salt
- 4 tablespoons butter (cold)
- 1/2 cup ice cold water
Place first five ingredients in a food processor and pulse until you have fine crumb texture. Slowly add in the cold water just until the dough pulls away from the side and forms a ball. On a lightly floured surface, roll the ball of dough out to the size that fits your pie plate. An easy way to get the dough in the plate is by folding it into quarters, place the tip in the middle of the plate, and unfold the dough. Pinch the ends to form the rim of the crust.
- 3/4 cup turbinado sugar
- 3 tablespoons cornstarch
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1 tablespoon lemon juice
- 4 cups fresh blueberries
Place the first four ingredients in a measuring cup to mix. Pour the lemon juice over the blueberries, and then sprinkle with the sugar mixture. Stir to mix the ingredients together. Pour into the pie crust.
Place all ingredients into a food processor and pulse until it resembles crumbs. Spread the mixture over the top of the pie. Bake your pie in a preheated 425 degree oven for approximately 40-45 minutes.
As you can see I used a basic pie crust recipe but topped the pie with a crumble topping. That way we all get what we love to eat in a fresh baked dessert.
The only thing that could make this pie any better would be some frozen vanilla yogurt and a dollop of fresh whipped cream. Darn, I think I will have to make a trip to the store now 🙂
It is wonderful to be able to put such delight into your child’s day. I love to see that little smile on his face when I give him a treat. One of the joys I have with my boys at home is spending time in the kitchen with them and for them. Many times they do not help me cook, but they love to eat what I have made.
Kohl is such a kitchen fairy. He loves to be hands on in the kitchen, and every one around here knows that he loves to eat. He gets excited when we have fresh baked goods, chocolate, and homemade desserts.
After all, he is just like his mama!