For his dad's birthday last month, Noah decided to make him an apple pie. (A favorite of both Noah's and Gary's.) He used a frozen crust (he is 15 and still working on his crust making), picked out some granny smith apples and leafed through a few cookbooks before deciding what recipe to use as a guideline.He bought himself one of those apple corer, peeler, slicer contraptions a few months back, so making an apple pie qualifies as one of those teen-boy friendly gadget projects much like reprogramming my screen saver. (It now says "Hi Mother.")
After his apples were peeled, cored and sliced he cut the slices into thirds or so, tossed them with some lemon juice, sugar, lots of cinammon and a grating of nutmeg. He also added in a few tablespoons of flour.
The result was juicy and spicy and tasted great. Unfortunately it was very juicy, almost too much liquid. Next time more thickener. This time I'm pretty proud of my guy.
(Next up? Noah's planning a peach pie. I can't wait.)
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