I am so tired by Thursday. And I’ve done all this knitting this week, but you sure wouldn’t know it to look at it.
Instead, I shall leave you with an intriguing pie recipe that I was going to try tonight. It caught my eye as I was flipping through a magazine in a waiting room recently.
I’m not one of those people who goes around ripping recipes out of waiting room magazines. Instead, I took a picture with my cameraphone and emailed it to myself. And amazingly enough, it’s actually legible at full size (click for big).
Barriers that stand between me and the baking of this pie:
1. I forgot to buy pie crust.
2. I forgot to buy buttermilk.
3. The nectarines at the store looked poor, so I bought peaches instead. This seemed like a reasonable substitution at the time.
4. I’m pretty good at making pie crust, but I hate doing it. (Protip: take a stick of cold butter and grate it into your flour with a cheese grater.)
5. I guess I could peel the peaches, but who wants to peel a bunch of slimy peach slices before making a pie? Too much work. I’d rather just eat the peaches.
6. I forgot to buy buttermilk. It’s easy to make your own buttermilk but I also forgot to buy regular milk.
This is vexing. I am vexed.