strawberry rhubarb pie

 

ingredients for 9 (or 10) inch pie

 

double pie crust or single crust and your favorite crumb topping
 1/2 (1/3) C sugar
3T (4T) cornstarch
1/2 tsp (heaping) cinnamon
1/4 tsp (heaping) nutmeg
2 (3) C sliced rhubarb
2 (3) C sliced strawberries
2 Tbsp butter, cubed if using double crust
you can use frozen fruit but let it thaw 10-15 min, until it is partially thawed but still icy.

 

1. slice strawberries & rhubarb into uniform pieces.

2. set bottom crust into 9-inch pie (or 10-inch tart) pan.

3. combine dry ingredients; stir well.  pour onto fruit and toss to coat.  turn into prepared crust.

(4. place butter cubes on fruit)

5. sprinkle prepared crumb topping OR roll top crust over fruit & butter.  pinch edges to seal and flute, if desired.  make sure to vent the top crust.  i use tiny cookie cutters to make designs in crust.

6. place foil around edges and bake at 375 for 25 min (50 for frozen fruit).  remove foil and continue baking 20-25 min (20-30 for frozen fruit).  cool completely on wire rack.

7. roll remaining dough scraps and sprinkle with cinnamon& sugar. prick crust & bake with pie for 15-20 min.  yums.

curiouser and curiouser

 

we moved into our house in 2005; sometime that fall, we got an irate phone call from an old man who insisted that we had to come and replace his windows because he paid us.  i tried very nicely to reassure him that he had the wrong number.  i felt bad for the guy, but uh, nope.  wrong number.

sometime in 2007 a baltimore county sheriff came to the door with a court summons... for a roofing company.  i can't remember the name.  he asked for the guy and i was totally thrown off, no idea who he was talking about.  i fetched my ID and told him he could come in and look around if he liked, but no roofers here.  i mentioned the weird phone call from a couple years prior.  he left without anything further.

today i went to the post office with a postcard, dropped in my mailbox that said they had a letter needing signature confirmation.  when i showed my ID she asked if i had my business card.  stumped, i answered, "no, i don't have one."  she asked if i was with everett roofing.  since i do have "roofing" going on in my house, i said, "maybe it's from my contractor?  can i see the return address?"  

a rather large virginia law firm sprawled across the front of the envelope, stuffed thick with about two maple trees' worth of paper.  nope.  not for me.

upon spending an hour (that i don't have) searching for everett roofing or contracting or something, i have found nothing related to my phone number or address.  

preplexed, i am.

off to make a chocolate cake.