Pie-Way Robbery

The harvesting of produce is peaking, so we decided to take a ride out east of town to shop the farms. At DiSanti’s, the bounty was so artfully displayed, my sense took its leave and was replaced with the desire to

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buy lots of food in bulk and do something great with it. By the time we wound our way to the checkout, my enthusiasm was waning for the job I

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was committing to and instead of leaving with a grocery cart of produce, we purchased a bushel of peaches.

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Driving home, I was regaling my husband with visions of the peach pies I was about to make and freeze, when I made a last second decision to exit the highway for a detour onto a pastoral, two-lane country road. As I steered the car down the ramp and onto the road, I remarked at the beauty that is just outside our town. And as those words left my lips, I saw red lights whirling in the mirror.

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Was there a reason, the officer inquired, why I was speeding at 50 miles an hour in a 40 mph zone?  “M-m-m-m,” I considered, “because I was coming off the ramp, chatting at my husband about the beauty that is nature and going down a hill?

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Tho’ agreeable to my notation that the country is indeed beautiful, and a bit sad that he was about to issue my first-ever driving ticket, he nonetheless wrote me up. At 10 miles over the speed limit, that quarter mile was going to be costly.

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What to say but thank you – I was brought up to be polite, even in the most difficult of circumstance.

With the peaches a day from turning, I spent the afternoon processing the bushel.

Step 1

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Step 2

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Step 3: I’m always surprised when boiling and a quick cool make peeling a breeze.

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A slicing incident leads to a napkin wrapped with scotch tape, and my concluding that the sign of a house without children is a house without a band aid box.

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Step 4: Six cups of sliced peaches sprinkled with almond extract, several pats of melted butter, quarter cup flour (which I was low on, so I substituted potato starch) and a tablespoon of citrus acid powder

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Step 5: Toasted almonds chopped into smallish bits

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Step 6: Almonds sprinkled onto the bottom layer and topped with sliced peaches mixture.

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Cover with second crust, free forming the crusts’ edges to meet & crimp. Brush milk over the top crust & sprinkle with sugar; set pan on foil to catch the dripping in a 425 degree oven for 15 minutes; then 325 degrees for half an hour.

Step 7: Serve warmed with a dollop of whipped cream.

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My pie pan is an oldie and sliced up, without an eye to leftovers, pie for 10. Given the cost of the peaches ($32.00) + the speeding ticket ($169.50), this was a $20.00 piece of pie, which I savored to the point of licking the plate clean. That detour was costly, but the smiles from our friends who joined us for dessert…worth it.

xxea

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