Another Food Post

Brother Fred was in the House on the Corner over the weekend, and as everyone knows, this kind of visit can only mean one thing: Tall tales and laughter and food from Pinterest!

Oh, yes, another opportunity to take on the challenge of recreating the best of the internet, and this recipe for Apple Pie in an Apple looked delicious. Instead of a fat-laden double crust, it uses the scooped-out apple shell as the bottom crust, with a darling little hat of pastry on top. And because I've been trying to watch my nutrients and increase my apple intake but it's easy to be distracted by ....Hey! There's some pie over there!...it was a good compromise with my neophyte good eating habits. I pulled out the apples and began to work

If I were truly a food blogger I would have photographic documentation of each step of this process, but since I remembered I should be doing this at about Step 47, you'll have to take my word that I followed the recipe carefully. Slice off the top of the apple. Use a sharp knife to cut around the edges, cut an X through the middle, scoop out the sections, swing your partner and do-si-do.

The crust was a little different from normal pie crusts, but I'm sure that can be attributed to the recipe's Portuguese roots--I think I forgot to mention that this recipe is from a site called Testado, Provado e Aprovado!, which I believes can be translated as "We end every word with Ado and scatter random vowels around." Also, some of the measurements were in grams. (100 grams of butter? Say what?)

Anyway, after 40 minutes at 370 degrees the baking Apple Pies in the Apples made the house smell scrumptious. I opened the oven door expecting to see this:

Well, maybe not the placemats.

Instead, I saw something else. Something that looked less pretty and neat, something that looked, well, pre-chewed. Even possibly pre-digested.

Another angle.

Either I translated a step wrong or those Portuguese are amazing food stylists. Either way, I was not going to sacrifice what had taken me an hour in the kitchen to make, so I went ahead and served it to Husband and Fred. They were most appreciative--Fred even said it was (and I quote) "very good."

I'm sure he was talking about the Pie in an Apple, and not the three scoops of butter pecan ice cream I used to almost completely hide the unattractive mess scooped into the bottom of the bowl. After all, everyone loves a healthy dessert.