Actually the flying squirrel ate the whole thing. Worst shock of my life. I come downstairs in the morning expecting my Shoo-fly pie to be there and there was no pie but a very full little flying squirrel. I had one piece. He had several.
My first reaction was what a [...]
This time with the more traditional Crisco in the pie and the filling. The other had the oil base but isn’t nearly as traditional.
Pennsylvania Dutch Whoopie Pies
I never liked it. Sweet corn was ok. The favor was alright but nothing to write home about. My grandfather always had about an acre. Corn on the cob. Canned corn. Frozen corn. But nothing to write home about. The very best part of the corn was the fact I could hide in the field.
As [...]
We all know the phrase that something or someone is a Pain in the …. However until you have a pinched Sciatic Nerve you have no clue what that really means. The past week has been a true joy. I cannot bend. I cannot stand, I cannot walk, I cannot sit, I cannot lay down. [...]
It is beyond me where the name came from. I grew up on my Aunt Ruth’s as well as the local Pennsylvania Dutch and Amish cooks. They aren’t pies but they are rich moist cake cookies filled in the center with an icing that melts in your mouth as you devour the concoction. A kid [...]
February 25, 2006 – 4:16 pm
Well, among other things but my love of Pennsylvania Dutch cooking shows I am a Dutchman just like my ancestor who fought in the Revolution, Doctor John, was. Sweet and Sours, Ham Pot Pie, all this rich and full of more taste than those who claim, it is so bland, thinks. Poor [...]
February 20, 2006 – 9:21 pm
Comfort is in memories. Taste, smell, situations all evoke them. Comfort food arises out of the situation. It makes us feel better. It brings back a time when we were safe and secure, not the captains of our souls but merely the cabin boys dependent [...]
