Blue Pies, Smilin' at Me

I made a PIE!! It's my favorite, a blueberry pie, something I never, ever get. I used to buy those Hostess blueberry pies but something happened and they're all gone. I don't know if they fell out of favor or if there was some type of blueberry incident that affected the supply.

I don't cook well but I can usually bake. I just get all flustered and frustrated when I can't follow the darned directions. Then there is the problem of doubling the recipe. I just measure twice rather than add those fractions. I don't do pies though.

I have pie pans from my grandmother because my husband is known to be a big storyteller, for lack of a better family oriented word. He told my grandmother that I love to bake pies, in fact it was my hobby. So guess what I got . . . pie pans. One's a pretty glass pan with ruffled edges which I suppose help form the crust, but since I don't bake pies I really wouldn't know. I didn't use it because it said it was a 9 1/2 pan and I needed a 9 inch. Little did I know that 9 1/2 would have been fine.

We're going to have this for tomorrow's family BBQ. I made the pie with Taylor's help plus I have a sausage enchilada dip which is served hot and made with cream cheese, mild sausage and spices. I have strawberries and grapes plus some apples that I'll slice for the kids so they can dip the slices into the personal sized tub of caramel dip I got for each of them. We'll probably doctor up some of those baked beans and pop them in the oven and maybe make a cold pasta side dish depending on what everyone else brings. Generally, everyone is bringing their own meat for the grill. Someone will surely have marshmallows for the fire pit.

I hope we get a dry day and those kids can finally try out the kites from Easter. If not, I'll give them some old cans and they can try catching a few more tadpoles that are swimming through the grass next to our culvert-- before it dries up too much.