Peach Pie and other Tarts

 

 

Peach Pie- and other Tarts. All done!PINIMAGE

Peach Pie- and other Tarts. All done!

 

When I was a kid, my grandfather used to speak like an alien to me.

 

He used phrases that might as well have been Greek. (See what I did there? ‘Might as well been Greek’ was one of his favorites).

Here are some examples:

 

“Hi Grandpa.”

 

“Well, don’t you look like the bee’s knee’s.”

 

“Bees have knees?”

 

“If you believe that one, you better not take any wooden nickels. Now come here and gimme some sugar!

 

cluelesssssssss

 

“Grandpa. I need some help.”

 

“You’re a good egg. I’ll make it right as rain.”

 

WTH???

 

“Grandpa. Grandma’s looking for you.”

 

“She acts like the Queen of Sheba. Tell her I jumped ship with a bucket of worms.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“Grandpa. Grandma and I are going shopping.

 

“Jesus K Riste. She already owns everything and the kitchen sink!”

 

I’m confusedddddd.

 

“Grandpa. That man’s waving at us.”

 

“Don’t know him from Skippy.”

 

Was his name Skippy? And if so, how could he not know him and yet know his name???? Ohhhhh the questions.

 

And finally, “Grandpa. I’m going downstairs to play the organ. Wanna sing along?”

 

“You’re the Cat’s Meow, Cheryl. I’d love to. Sweet as peaches. Your Grandmother says my claptrap is horsefeathers. But your asking the choir!”

 

I do love cat’s. Any kind of trap sounds bad though. I didn’t know he sang in the church choir, but I get the ‘Peaches’ reference…

 

“Let’s ask Grandma to bake us a pie!”

 

“Good idea. She’s can bake-up a storm.”

 

“That sounds kinda awesome. The whole controlling the weather thing.”

 

“What are you talking about, Cheryl?”

 

 

Grandma’s Peach Pie

 

Ingredients

Prepared pastry- enough for two pie shells

8 peaches- poached (see directions)

* 2 quarts water

* 1 cup sugar

1/2 cup peach liquid

2 tablespoons corn starch

1/2 cup sugar

1/2 teaspoon cinnamon

1/4 teaspoon nutmeg

2 tablespoons lemon juice

2 tablespoons salted butter

pinch of salt

 

Directions for Poaching Peaches

Bring the 2 quarts of water to a boil. Add the one cup of sugar. Reduce heat and dissolve the sugar. Do not let this mixture come back to a boil.

 

Slice each peach in half and remove the pits. Scoop out any fiber from the center.

 

Place the halved peaches, skin side down, in the hot pot of sugar water. Let them cook for 10 minutes then remove them to a shallow pan and pour the syrup over them. Let this sit until room temperature then remove the skins.

 

Reserve 1/2 cup of the syrup.

Slice the soft peaches and put aside.

 

Directions for the Pie Assembly

 

Reheat the 1/2 cup of reserved liquid to simmer.

Add the additional 1/2 cup of sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg, lemon juice and butter blending it all.

Whisk in the corn starch to this mixture until smooth.

Remove from heat.

 

Line your pie tins.

Arrange the peach slices in the bottom.

Pour the liquid syrup over the top.

 

Bake at 425 for 40 minutes.

 

I made tartlets, instead of pie. These are right before going in the oven.PINIMAGE

I made tartlets, instead of pie. These are right before going in the oven.




  • Roshni AaMom - *GASP* I was laughing at the grandpa-grandchild dialogue but then an amazing recipe!! And those pies look oh-so-amazing, Cheryl!!ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Loved the fun slang talk from our Grandparent’s days. I used to hear “Don’t know him from Adam” so maybe Skippy knew Adam and I kind of remember “cook up a storm” too. You’re a riot! Adore the peach pie tartlets that look better than anything. As soon as peaches around here look better, I want to try this pie.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Oh yes- I remember that one. I believe Adam and Skippy were nieghbors! SO funny Sue. If you try this tart give me jungle and suggest any changes. Love ya!ReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - My grandmother’s favourite phrase was ‘There’s nought queerer than folk’. And this was in the days long before homosexual freedoms. Very confusing.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Yes. Confusing. Did she mean no queerer than queer folk or just regular folk? I think just ‘regular’ which I totally agree with. Glad to have perspective from the other side of the pond!ReplyCancel

  • Jeffrey Scott - What a fantastic post. Love the photo and recipe. Now if I could just get ambitious enough to try making this.

    As for the ‘alien’ speech, they truly are gems.
    In truth, if aliens listened to the many things we said, they’d wonder what we were talking about. So many colloquialisms.

    Thanks for sharing the post.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Why THANK YOU Jeffrey! If you do prepare the recipe let me know how I can improve I, okay?ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - Those tarts look like the bee’s knees and they’d make you right as rain!ReplyCancel

  • Alma Calabrese - Cheryl , This made my day !ReplyCancel

  • Doreen McGettigan - My granddad talked like that too. When I was really little it kind of scared me. I did love being in the kitchen with my grandmother even when she washed and reused aluminum foil.
    Thank you for sharing this recipe, it looks good!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - They were seriously weird. Washed and reused the aluminum foil. Sounds like my my grandparent’s house!ReplyCancel

  • Eve Gaal - That looks amazing but I’m not sure what the peach liquid is. Is it the same as the peach syrup? Confused. Hugs.ReplyCancel

  • Carolann Iadarola - lol cute and yummy! I’m going to try this recipe for sure! I love anything with peaches in it!ReplyCancel

  • MJM - I can’t cook to save my life, even when using a recipe, I somehow find a way to screw it up. Cooking aside, your grandpa sounds freaking awesome, someone I would have loved to chill out with.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - He was MJ. I real dapper do (another one of his favorite sayings). Hahahaa. God I miss him….ReplyCancel

  • Janie Emaus - Too funny! My Grandpa spoke Yiddish, which I didn’t understand at all.ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - Those tarts are amazing looking! I will be having sweet dreams of those tonight!ReplyCancel

  • Kimba - Love the list of conversational slang – in the south we’re big on this. I’m fixin to try this recipe for sure!!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Just remember to go make groceries first! (I love Southern slang).ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - The Queen of Sheba, huh?

    I love a good peach pie.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Me too. Seriously an incredible fruit. And lemons, and lime.ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Oh, he was a bit Southern all right. You were lucky to have your Grandfather. Confusing a child is sometimes good. The peach pie looks delicious. No, I’m not making one as I’m one person. It looked so good, I could almost smell it.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - But he WASN’T Southern! He was a good old farm boy from Pennsylvania! But I think wonderful people translate in any region! And for all time. I miss him so.ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Oh, he was a bit Southern all right. You were lucky to have your Grandfather. Confusing a child is sometimes good. The peach pie looks delicious. No, I’m not making one as I’m one person. It looked so good, I could almost smell it.ReplyCancel

  • Shelley Zurek - Totally gorgeous. Do you use Easy Recipe Plus for you recipes? Google finds them much easier and this is such a lovely one. You should do a separate post just on poaching of peaches for SEO!ReplyCancel

  • Terrye - LMAO! That sounds like my Oklahoma grandpa! And those pies…my mom used to have peaches shipped up once a year (to Alaska and it was EXPENSIVE) just to make a couple of peach pies. Then we’d invite everyone over and have a huge party.

    One year, we took them out to a lake to have a BBQ. The pies were sitting on the picnic table when a momma black bear and her two cubs stormed into the area. They stole everything off the grill AND the peach pies. My mom chased the momma bear with a big stick cuz she done lost her mind.

    Thanks for sharing your recipes and your wonderful grandfather! 😀ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - And he was from Pennsylvania, but really had the twenty-two skadoo under his belt. His generation was a riot!ReplyCancel

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