Homemade Apple Pie

Apple pie is not something that was made from scratch in my house -- up till now. The idea of apple pie is so uniquely American that I always bought it at the store before. It's not an ancestral recipe with me. But I really admired Julia's rustic cinnamon apple pie, as described here:

http://eyeonlifemagazine.com/food-drink/julias-rustic-cinnamon-apple-pie-recipe

For years, I intended to try to bake this apple pie, according to the directions described in the link above, but I never quite got around to it. And then finally I did -- yesterday afternoon.

Vacuum County & eight Jonathan apples plus a stick of unsalted butter

I set aside the apples and allowed the butter to stay out at room temperature, right to next to a copy of Vacuum County, and then I made the dough, rolled it into two balls and refrigerated them.

The dough was made of 4 cups of flour, one cup of milk, one teaspoon each of sugar and cinnamon

Then I started cutting up the apples.

I also cut the stick of butter up into individual pats of butter and let them get even softer by standing a while at room temperature.

Can you see that butter almost melting?

Then I started to mix the ingredients for the pie filling.

I used two tablespoons of coconut flour on top of the apples

The flour I used for the dough had been regular flour, but I decided on coconut flour for the filling.

I added the pats of butter

After the flour, I added the butter. 

I then added one teaspoon each of cinnamon and nutmeg and half a cup of sugar

I used sugar in the raw along with the nutmeg and cinnamon.

After mixing all the ingredients for the filling, I rolled out the bottom half of the dough with a rolling pin between two sheets of wax paper.

I then put the bottom layer of dough in the pie pan.

Bottom layer of dough in pie pan

Next, the filling went into the pan.

The filling in the pan

Then I flattened the other ball of dough and covered the pie. 

I sprinkled some sugar and cinnamon on the top.

I made a few slits in the top layer of dough and then baked.

It was not as beautiful and perfect as Julia's pie, but I was happy with it.

Cuttting a generous slice

The slice of pie crumbled a little more than I would have liked, but when I served it to Bow, he did not complain.

Bow really enjoyed his slice of pie and so did I.

In twenty-four hours, between us, Bow and I managed to consume half the pie.

I had better not eat any more, or I will not be able to fit into my Vacuum County T-Shirt!

The last piece of pie

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