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and the day in, day out things that we do.
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Thursday, May 19, 2016

Fresh from the garden Rhubarb pie and memories of Mamma

Last week my husband brought in all of this beautiful rhubarb fresh from our garden. I thought it was cute that it brought it in wrapped in this huge rhubarb leaf. 
We were planting our garden for the summer and noticed that the rhubarb had grown so much and in fact had gone to seed, so he chopped it all down. I told him I would make him a delicious rhubarb pie!
I got out my mother's old Better Homes and Gardens cookbook.
My sweet mother was such a great cook and baker.  About 5 years ago I blogged about baking an apple pie with my sweet mom in her kitchen, click here to read about it. The photos I am reposting from that day have this white matte around them.
I was so touched when we were cleaning out our parent's house when they moved last summer and my sisters said I could have Mamma's cookbook.
She used this book from the time she was a new bride until she could no longer cook about 4 years ago. Thankfully, my mom is still alive and I get to see her, but sadly, she has a form of dementia and she's not the same person. As I was using her cookbook the other day, I just kept thinking about her and I am so thankful for the impact she has had on my life.
Another special treasure that I got from my mother's house was this old pie tin. I remember many pies were baked in this pie tin!
It even has my Daddy's initials etched on the back. I'm wondering if she baked a pie for him to take to his work buddies and he marked the bottom of the tin to be sure he'd get it back.
Mamma used to bake my Daddy rhubarb pies and you can tell by how tattered this page is that she used this recipe a lot. I love it that she has written notes around her favorite recipes in this book. We never had a garden growing up, but my Daddy always had a rhubarb bush growing in the backyard. I think this was his favorite pie and I'm going to make him one for his upcoming birthday!
First I cut 3 cups of rhubarb.
To the rhubarb I added about 1-1/2 cups of sugar; the recipe calls for 1 cup and Mom's notes say 2 cups, so I settled for a happy medium.
 I also 4 T flour, dash of salt and 1/2 teaspoon of orange peel.
Mamma had done this so many times that she didn't use measuring spoons. I do this sometimes too and every time I do it makes me think of my mom.
I mixed it all in with the rhubarb and let it set while I made the crust.
Piecrust is one of those things, kinda like gravy, that you can either make it or not. My mamma made a wonderful piecrust and I am happy to say that while I am not a super good cook or baker, I got the gene and I can make a good piecrust too! Gravy, however, is a definitely a challenge for me! I have good memories of my mother teaching me how to make piecrust and how to blend the water in with the dry ingredients to get that perfect consistency.
I made a double-crust, separated it into two balls and rolled it very flat. Mom always rolled hers on a floured towel laying on the counter, I never could do it that way, the towel always got away from me.
I like to roll it on the cutting board that I secure over the sink so that it can't move and it makes for easier clean up. Someday if we ever get to remodel our kitchen, I would love to have an island made of marble and be able to roll dough directly on the top, but for now, this works.
I lined the pie tin with the first piece of pie dough and poured the rhubarb mix in.
That's a lot of deliciousness right there!
I rolled out the second piece of dough and laid it on top of the pie and vented it with a fork.
Mamma always did fluted edges with her pies and for some reason I always had trouble making a nice fluted edge, so I tended to roll my top crust over the bottom and then flattened it with a fork. But today, I was inspired by using her cookbook to try and make a fluted edge, just like she always did. Maybe it's because I have fingernails or my fingers are shaped differently, but I gave it a good try and it just wasn't working.
I looked in her cookbook and it shows how to use two fingers and the handle of a knife. Auh, ha, maybe this will work.
I tried it this way and voila, it turned out great!
I baked it at 400 degrees for 40 minutes and boy did our house smell good! Because I don't eat sugar anymore, I only took one little bite and it was really good and my husband loved it!
Thank you Mom for the legacy of being a good cook and for your beautiful, well used cookbook. I love you!

"Her children rise up and call her blessed, her husband also, and he praises her." Proverbs 31:28



3 comments:

Susan Russ said...

Sharon, thank you for sharing your garden with a city dweller. And a special thanks for sharing the comments about baking with your beautiful Mom. My Mom suffers from Alzheimers and is in a nursing home. Moms sure do hold a special place in our hearts!

Willa Eklund said...

My Mom was the pie baker in our family. I loved her pies. She made the Crisco recipe for the crust. Now, I do the same and have made several, but it is still kind of nerve wracking to me. I want them to look just like my Mama's did. My Mom went to Heaven 2 1/2 years ago and I miss her everyday.

Kathi said...

Sharon, I love these photos of you and Mom baking the pie. Kathi

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