Thursday, March 8, 2012

a trial run

nothing like pie day to get you out of a cooking rut.  it's been a while since i've done a cooking post.  i haven't been cooking much lately, nothing worth writing about anyway.  pie day is fast approaching, which has motivated me to make something, something delicious.
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i've never made a pie, they freak me out.  i have memories of my mom crying and cursing pie crust.  to minimize my pie crust anxiety i decided to make a galette.  i have to say, no tears were shed while making this galette crust/dough.
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this was my trial run and it was delicious, not a crumb left. now, i just need to figure out how to transfer it from the baking sheet to the serving dish without breaking it! i almost cried when that happened. recipe can be found here .   if you're free on sunday come to pie day.  it's being hosted at the most adorable store in encinitas, owned by the hippest mother-daughter duo around.

 happy thursday, friends!

6 comments:

  1. looks yummy! can't wait to sample your creation on Sunday.

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  2. Wow, that looks delicious! Last year I made a point of practicing pie crusts for the exact reason you stated: it kind of freaks me out. Pie crust is not easy. I learned a few things, so I need to do a post soon. It definitely takes practice. I think your freeform galette is gorgeous and I'll bet it tasted great!
    Claudia

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  3. This looks so yummy. I hope I get to have some on Sunday.

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  4. Amber,
    Looks so pretty! I love a rustic pie or galette...I cheat and use the ones that come in a box. So there...now you know my secret.
    xo
    annie

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    1. That's surprising Annie! I still couldn't get it off the baking sheet without breaking it! I ended up just transferring it on the parchment paper.

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  5. Your galette was so damn good on craft night. I think I ate 3/4 of it. I told you about the next morning and how I almost thought I was going into labor.... : )

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