After coming across some pies in little jars on the Internet, I decided to try my own in these fancy shmancy jars I had. We had a ton of blueberries off our bushes this year, so I've been making pies and muffins left and right--and have the blueberry stained hands to prove it!
And, you know what, pie tastes better in a jar. Yep. You're welcome.
Here's what I did:
Blueberry Pie (in a jar)
Crust
Today I used the Pioneer Woman's Perfect Pie Crust: Pie Crust
It makes a ton of pie dough, so you'll have some left over to freeze. If you do that sort of thing.
Usually, though, I use my grandmother's recipe. It's a secret. Sorry.
Filling
1/2 cup butter (or margarine, if you count calories. Although, if you're eating blueberry pie, why bother counting calories?)
1/2 cup flour
1 cup sugar
And, of course, you'll need blueberries, fresh or frozen.
Directions to Deliciousness:
1. Mix up the crust, and press it into the jars. One of the great things about pies in jars is that you only have to roll a very small fraction of the dough. Hello, freedom!
2. Fill the jars about halfway full of berries.
3. Next, add the ooey, gooey sugar-butter mixture. And lick your fingers when you're done.
4. Then roll out a little of the crust. I roll the dough between wax paper sheets because that's how my grandmother did it. Use the ring of the jar to make the top of your pie dough.
Make sure you vent the crust. I used a toothpick to poke holes in the top crust.
5. Cover a cookie sheet with foil and put your jars on it. Pop it in the oven at 350 degrees for 45 minutes to an hour.
Enjoy!
We wrapped ribbon around ours and delivered them to some friends--the lovely lady from my mom's Sunday School class who gives me my Humira shots and the man from Shawn's work who very generously gave us a HUGE jungle gym from the house he and his wife just bought. All we had to do was move it. How awesome is that?! Definitely pie-worthy!
We also threw in some of these babies that we made for a dinner engagement this weekend.
As you can tell, I love the Pioneer Woman. I want to meet her and have dinner with her and watch her kids run around their ranch. I think we would be the best of friends. If we ever actually met.
Piece (of pie) out!
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