Life is confusing at the moment. Life is more than confusing at the moment. It is stressful, and scary, and devastating, and filled with emotions I can’t even put into words. And I know that it is just life. These moments come and these moments go and this won’t be the last time. I know that for certain.
And it’s moments like these where it’s easy to question myself. But it’s also times like these where strength I didn’t know I had is summoned. And that is what I’m trying to focus on. We are all stronger than we know. We can all deal with more than we believe we can. It will get better. And there is always pie.
I absolutely love pie. And my love for pie crust is even bigger than my love for pie. And my love for bourbon is even bigger than my love for pie crust. You see where I’m going with this? But I fully admit have never been very good at making a pretty pie crust. That’s why “free-form” pies or galettes are the perfect solution. There is absolutely no skill required in folding this crust over itself after filling it. And if you just call it “rustic” it looks like it is intentionally messy. Which it is.
I am the kind of person who loves crust more than the filling. And I don’t really want it to be sweet either. It is the perfect savory, buttery balance to the filling. This is a crust lovers pie. Each piece has tons of buttery crust and it is so over-the-top flaky. Just perfect.
Also, a cherry pitter is helpful. Does anyone have one of those? I don’t have one. So I cut each cherry in half and mangled them to get the pits out. Another alternative to a cherry pitter is to hammer a clean nail into a piece of wood and press the cherry down over the head of the nail to push the pit out. I remembered this trick after I manhandled the cherries…