What To Report?

Hello,

What is there to tell about such an ordinary day even if it is beautiful? We are happy to see the sun and feel the warmth.

I heard quite a lot of motor noise on the street. When I looked I saw several motorcycles. Almost right away I started counting and got to 45 of these machines in various styles. What a big group that was! Explains why I heard them.

Son-in-law, Stephen sent us some poppy seed paste that he found in a European specialty store in DC. I had lost the recipe that was suggested so today I headed off into experimental land. First it seemed like a good idea to make a pie crust and then put the filling on top. Here I must say that the Slovaks often used poppy seed and poppy seed paste in their baked items. However, they do not make pie of any kind that I know about and certainly not as I did. They might combine poppy seed and sweet cherries.

On opening the filling, I realized that it was quite a small amount compared to a pie pan. There are still cranberries frozen in my freezer. A partial bag was there, but it still all seemed too little so I added some frozen mixed berries with a random small scoop of sugar and shakes of cinnamon added for interest. All of this was stirred in a bowl.

Then I made half a recipe of oil pie crust using whole wheat flour, however when I added the cold water I forgot to stop at half and added a tablespoon more. What to do, but add more flour. Using about ¾ of the dough I covered the bottom of the pan, added the filling, and ended with the rest of the dough almost hiding the poppy seed, cranberry, wild berry mixture.

I checked another pie recipe to determine approximate temperature and length of baking time. As it was in the oven I washed dishes. Oh no the oven turned off! But before I could think about it too much it came back on. Because the power had been off, I lost the time on the timer. What to do but more guessing, checking, adding time, and finally declaring it done.

Leroy had a piece with plain non fat yogurt and declared it wonderful. Thank you Stephen!

Baking for me is an adventure, and eating for Leroy is an act of faith. What a guy!

Paula