Sunday evening Louanne sent a text, “want to bake pies Monday morning about 9am?” Louanne is a great pie baker and I wanted to learn how to make pie crust–I am a great baker but pie crusts have always defeated me. So off I went Monday to Dan and Louanne’s after walking the Emmi girl.
The kitchen at their house was in full swing when I arrived. Dan is the chief apple peeler–
He has a handy/dandy counter top mounted apple peeler like the one Karen sent me a few years ago. We kept him busy as we made six pies!
Another of my “struggles” was getting that crust into the pie plate without tearing. Pioneer Woman Ree Drummond rolls her pie crust out on parchment paper and I’ve tried her method–sort of successfully. Louanne’s method worked like a charm–amazingly well. Just roll the dough around the rolling pin and then roll it back out over the pie plate–wal-la!!! See that cloth covered round thing under my rolling pin–it’s also a game changer! Pie dough does NOT stick to the floured cloth! I have the cloth but it’s not on a round board–a project for the Cowboy???
I always struggled with those pie crust making directions, “dough should look like coarse cornmeal,” or “dough should have pea sized clumps.” Louanne made it look easy and I mixed the next two batches of dough with her directions. As I said we made six apple pies and Louanne sent me home with enough pie crust dough to make another apple pie which I did after we ate lunch.
Those hands are Louanne’s making the edge of the pie crust look “pretty.”
The Cowboy worked so hard on Monday, he “mudded” a lot of drywall, mixed and spread more cement in the shower floor and then mixed even more cement to fill in a low spot in the living/dining room floor. Remodeling an old home requires vision and my husband has it–but then we’ve had to deal with the aftermath of our “visions.” We moved walls, lots of walls, and that caused us to find issues which made us wonder, “what were the original owners of this house thinking, what was this room’s use???” The main house is about 1500 square feet and it was advertised as having FIVE bedrooms. That advertising was done long after the house had been abandoned and allowed to deteriorate. We think one of those five bedrooms was actually the dining room but who knows. The people who originally owned this house would NOT recognize it today!
Tuesday the Cowboy “mudded” some more, moved stuff around so we could hang drywall and completed various other projects. I sat on the couch and applied ice/heat to my knee. My knee was basically healed until I started going to yoga class. The woman who teaches the yoga class in this community does not seem to know how to deal with older people or people who tell her, “I tore a ligament in my knee and need to be careful.” I’ve watched her force older people into poses they shouldn’t be doing and I let her stress my knee again. She advertises her yoga as “beginner/intermediate.” I’ve done a lot of yoga over the last few years and her yoga is advanced. She is a fan of going around the room and “forcing” people into difficult poses. I actually had to tell her one day when she was about to put her foot on my hip, “don’t do that.” When she persisted I said loudly, “don’t touch me.” I won’t be going back. I will either practice yoga at home by myself or drive the 25 miles to Elfrida where there is an extremely competent teacher. I miss my Julia–our yoga teacher in Montana!
Today my knee was better and I helped the Cowboy hang drywall. We are making progress day by day. After lunch I made a trip over to Benson with a long grocery list. We are having a gathering/party on Saturday night and I needed some last minute things plus the regular groceries. The Cowboy took a ride on the motorcycle–it was such a beautiful day, 70 degrees and sunny!
Life is good!
Sandhill cranes heading for Whitewater Draw.
Moon going down Wednesday morning over the Dragoons.