I decided to play along with Shimelle and her 10 on the 10th this month (see my sidebar). Seeing Pippa’s muffins (http://bit.ly/ohZTgV) made me think of the many marvelous uses for summer’s fruits.
1. My mother’s mother, Grandma Sophie, made a fabulous creation called Strawberry Glace Pie, big fat berries in a crust with a glaze. I have the same extra-large aluminum pie pans she used. She would make it on a Sunday in June and we’d have huge slices for our supper. She used to say that since we only did it once a year, it was OK to have just pie for a meal.
2. My husband’s favorite non-pie summer dessert is Strawberry Shortcake. I make my own biscuits, a tad on the sweet side, mix the berries only with sugar, and use Creme Chantilly as my whipped cream. This I am very good at!
3. Fortunately, I am also good at Peach Shortcake, which I prefer.
4. My father’s mother, Myra, used peaches too. She made an incredibly yummy pie, Jersey Peach Pie. Sliced peaches in a single crust, on a bed of butter and sugar, covered with more of the same. I actually make this pie. What’s even better, you can even make this pie in the dead of winter, with canned peaches. Grandma canned her own (of course).
5. Another of Sophie’s specialities was Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie. She would make it as a two-crust pie, with the top being a twisted lattice. It’s hard nowadays to find good rhubarb. Back in the day, we grew our own.
6. Because we spent a couple of summers in Maine, summer means blueberries to me. Blueberries for pancakes, muffins and pie, double-crusted, with a dash of cinnamon.
7. I do muffins sometimes, and pie rarely.
8. I use blueberries the most in pancakes, and I always use real buttermilk. I love how high it makes them rise!
9. Another northern blueberry delight is blueberry buckle. It’s like a coffeecake, with blueberries and no streusal topping.
10. I will leave you with what must be the ultimate in decadent summer desserts, a double-crusted Raspberry Pie.
There used to be a U-Pick farm near us, called Oronacah Farms. We would pick strawberries in June, blueberries in July and raspberries in August. I would make pies, freezer jam, pancakes, shortcakes, buckles, cobblers, muffins – my family thought I was a goddess!
When we moved back to New York from West Virginia in 2005, we found that Oronacah Farms had been sold to developers; I believe it is now an expensive housing development. . .
(All images were found at Google.com/images)