Jo is a master baker. On our last visit, she made a spectacular gluten-free blackberry pie. This time, in preparation for our visit, she picked a LOT of sour Morello cherries from the tree in her yard. She froze them and also made a gluten-free pie dough and let it rest in the fridge. Sunday morning, the great pie-making event began with letting the cherries thaw and rolling out the dough. The bottom layer of dough is lined with a layer of fruit only apricot jam to help keep it from getting soggy and also add an extra layer of flavor
Add the top layer and it was a thing of beauty
Linda shot a video of the bubbling goodness as it came out of the oven:
You can imagine how great the house smelled by then. But we had to leave the aroma behind and let the pie cool while we went off on our afternoon excursion to Arcata’s historic Minor Theater to see Barbie which seemed like a perfect outing for these three 70s feminists. Better minds than mine have analyzed it, but it seems to me a very strange juxtaposition of arch, tongue-in-cheek feminist analysis with weirdly supercharged marketing. Still, I haven’t laughed that much in a movie in some time.
It was fun to see it in a small town. The local kids turned up in their Barbie finest.
After the movie we came home to a double pie dinner. We had chicken pot pies from the local shop Slice of Humboldt Pie, including a very tasty gluten-free one for me.
(We did add sides of vegetables from the Farmers Market the day before, but they didn’t make it into the photo).
And then the piéce de resistance - the Morello Sour Cherry Pie. Fabulous, creamy, great crust (if you didn’t tell us it was gluten-free, no one would be the wiser). Just the right balance of tart and sweet. Delish!
Another great day, as Jo often says.