Showing posts with label recipes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recipes. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Daddy's Strawberry Rhubarb Pie

It's rhubarb season in Maine, with strawberries to follow soon. My Dad (aka "Daddy") loved strawberry rhubarb pie and we often substituted it for birthday cake on his June 15th birthday.  I can't even smell rhubarb pie without remembering Dad (a humble member of the "Greatest Generation" who survived the beaches of Normandy) and how much he enjoyed it.


We knew a pie was in our future when friends of ours, two sisters who have lived in our small Maine town their whole lives, surprised us with a big bag of fresh rhubarb last week. DH, who is the baker in our family, found some beautiful strawberries to add to sweeten the pie.


Here is a link to the Strawberry Rhubarb Pie recipe he uses. It's from the website Smitten Kitchen.


He likes this recipe because it uses tapioca to thicken the pie so that the juice doesn't run when you bake and serve it. This recipe also uses less sugar than previous recipes he's tried.


DH  usually uses refrigerated Pillsbury pie crusts. They worked perfectly.


The green of the rhubarb mixed with the bright red strawberries makes a delicious-looking pie filling.


Add the top crust . . .


Brush it with a little melted butter . . . 


And it's ready for the oven.


I only wish Dad was still here to enjoy it with us. 
Since we had enough rhubarb for two pies, DH gave the second pie to our sister-friends, Jo and Margaret (we lovingly call them "the Ladies"), who gave us the rhubarb.


I love the foods we look forward to every summer in Maine. 
We're enjoying rhubarb and and fiddlehead ferns now . . . 

How to cook fiidleheads

. . . and later will be able to make pies with sweet Maine blueberries.

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It's all good!



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Wednesday DIY Link Party at To Grandma's House We Go
Talk of the Town at Knick of Time

Sunday, March 31, 2019

Road Trip: The Low Country

After three days in the camper with some kind of food poisoning, DH and I finally emerged yesterday, ready to enjoy the time we have left in the low country. We're staying in Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina, just over the bridge from Charleston.


NOTE:  If you've ever watched "Naked and Afraid" on the Discovery Channel (a very strange show BTW), we could have starred in our own episode entitled, "Naked and Afraid in a Tiny Camper". But, we're better now and have been trying to make up for lost time.


Yesterday afternoon we visited Oakland Plantation here in Mt. Pleasant, SC. The land that our canpground sits on was once part of the plantation and, although the plantation is not open to the public, the owners do allow a tour guide from the campground to take campers through the plantation on a wagon.

Our wagon driver/tour guide was quite a character; at each wagon stop he'd tell a joke. He did not have a Southern accent either.  His was the Yorkshire accent of Northern England. DH and I spent time in Yorkshire in 2017 and that, along with the fact that my grandmother had the very same accent, made it easily recognizable. Our driver has lived in SC for 40 years after spending his youth in the UK. 


As we drove, he told the story of the enslaved young man who planted these trees; look how beautiful they are now!


The Oakland house, dating from 1750, is the oldest house in Mt Pleasant. Although it's smaller than many plantation houses, it is unique in that it is one of the few plantation houses that survived the civil war. Most were burned. Six slave families were living in this house toward the end of the war and, for that reason, the building was spared.


We passed the slave graveyard on the way out. Only a few of the graves have stone markers. Our guide noted that the rest were marked with either a shell or, more commonly, a cup, bowl, or plate that the deceased enslaved person used at his or her last meal. This practice can be traced back to Africa, where a wide variety of items used by the dead individual were placed on a grave. The area is now fenced off out of respect for the people interred there.

After our carriage ride, we finally made it to Red's Ice House, our favorite annual stop for shrimp, Margaritas, dolphin watching (and people watching!), and sunsets.


Red's is in the part of Mt. Pleasant known as Shem Creek, where a large fleet of shrimp boats are moored. We love to eat outside on the deck where you can see the creek and enjoy the dolphins and the sunset.


Dogs are allowed and the locals bring them to the bar with them. The dogs sit there patiently, in an odd variety of dogginess, as their masters share stories about them over a cold one.


We always order the "Killer Shrimp" - very spicy! They're served with french bread for dipping. This time we tried crab cakes as well; they were delicious. And of, course, Margaritas!


Today is our last day here in Mt. Pleasant. The weather continues to be perfect, sunny and in the low 70's. We decided to take an afternoon ride to Georgetown, SC, which is north of here, about halfway between Charleston and Myrtle Beach. It's the third oldest city in South Carolina. In her recent autobiography, Michelle Obama traced her roots to Jim Robinson, an enslaved man from Georgetown plantation; he was her great-great grandfather.


We stopped for lunch at the Big Fish (Big Tuna). 


We ate here a few years ago and really enjoyed the seafood . . . 


 and laid back low-country atmosphere.


Right inside the door, they have a parrot.
And he talks!


Because my sister insists that DH looks like Jimmy Buffet, I had to take a picture of him with the parrot. She's always kidding him that he aka Jimmy needs one, so, Joanne, this one's for you!


I ordered the She Crab Soup. It's a local Charleston favorite - hot, creamy, and delicious! The soup is named for the She-Crab, or female crab, as the orange crab roe is an ingredient in traditional she-crab soup. In case you'd like to try it, here's a local  recipe for She Crab Soup.


Tomorrow morning we're heading for Tennessee. We'll miss South Carolina with its live oaks, 


Palmettos, gorgeous islands and beaches, sunsets and seafood. 
Hopefully we'll be back next year!



Friday, March 22, 2019

Road Trip: Last Day in St. Augustine

Today is our last day in St. Augustine, Florida and the weather is perfect: sunny and warm. We spent the day in the Old Town and Lincolnville sections of St. Augustine with friends, Fred and Anne.


Our first stop was a return to La Herencia Cuban cafe on Aviles Street.. We'd been promised that the owner would be making a new batch of our favorite dessert, Tres Leches cake, by today.


This cake is very popular in Latin America, especially Mexico and Nicaragua. It'ss a yellow cake soaked in a mixture of three different types of milk: evaporated milk, sweetened condensed milk, and whole milk or heavy cream. 



It's topped off with whipped creme frosting and a marischino cherry. In case you;d like to try making your own Tres Leches, here's a recipe. Delicioso!


After enjoying our fill of Tres Leches and Cuban coffee, we wandered the narrow streets of "Old Town", the oldest part of St. Augustine, first settled in 1565.



The flowers in Old Town are beautiful; walled gardens are everywhere.


I love the Spanish architecture.


The walls, and many of the homes,  in Old Town are made from Coquina, a very hard, and very old,  material formed from crushed seashells.


This old house is also on Aviles Street. Notice that the houses are built right on the edge of the narrow streets.


It actually looks as if it belongs in New England rather than Florida.


The Lincolnville Historic District is St. Augustine's most prominent historically black neighborhood and is associated with many significant events in the city's African American history. I love the little house, each with a shady front porch, that line the streets of Lincolnville.


Lincolnville was founded in 1866 by former slaves. During the Civil Rights Movement, Lincolnville was the base for activists who worked for the end of racial segregation in schools and public facilities in St. Augustine. Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. and activists from other parts of the country came to join local activists in non-violent protests.



The residents of Lincolnville are definitely not afraid of using color on the exteriors of their homes.


Most of them are small bungalows built on small lots covered in palms and bougainvilleas.


After an afternoon in Old Town, we drove back to North Beach to enjoy dinner and the sunset from the porch at Aunt Kate's restaurant.


Aunt Kate's is situated in a grove of live oaks on the banks of the inland waterway, adjacent to the campground. 



 Just a few steps from our campsite, it's the best place to watch the sunset while enjoying local seafood, . . . 

and maybe a Margarita!


 The sunset was absolutely beautiful. Perfect way to celebrate our last night at North Beach.
Until next year, that is!

Today we're off to Tampa for the next part of our adventure.
 Hope you'll follow along!



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Saturday Sparks Link Party at Pieced Pastimes




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