Green Tomato Pie

You didn’t see that coming did you.  Nor did I, especially after yesterday.  Your comments from yesterday impressed on me once again that we all have such a lot on common. All living in our different worlds but dealing with so much that we can  talk about together. Thank you.

Anyway back to the Green Tomato Pie. The other day the Old Codger asked me if I knew how to make Green Tomato Pie. To tell the truth I had never even heard of Green Tomato Pie.   In fact until I came to the US I never heard of green tomato anything, let alone a sweet pie. 

The next time I came to visit Dale he had found the recipe in an old old cook book. The book was open at the pie page ready for perusal.  He pointed out the recipe and with sparkling eyes wondered if I might like to try to make it.  So I did.

Basically you slice  4 green tomatoes very thinly, toss them in a little flour. Then add a cup of sugar, a little lemon juice and a wee bit of zest, a little cider vinegar, cinnamon, ginger and 3/4 cup of raisins. Layer these in your pastry and cook in a hot oven for about 40 minutes. 

The old trick that I had never seen before was breadcrumbs sprinkled on the pastry first, presumably to soak up some of the juices. It worked, as the pastry stayed light and crunchy.  It passed the Old Codger taste test. 

Dale really enjoyed it, warm from the oven. Next on the list to try is Dutch Apple Pie. He is looking up that recipe too. The man is a hard task master!

Good morning. I was woken this morning about 4am by the howling of coyotes. I usually get up about 4.30 so this was not too bad. I put on my old beaten up dressing gown and went outside to shout at them. The verandah is a natural megaphone and good for this task. I yelled at them to go home and go to bed and the group that was very close, presumably my usual pack, went immediately quiet. Then it became apparent there was another big pack to the West and another one to the North. All shrieking and barking and howling and caterwauling at each other.  The farmers have begun the harvest around here, ripping out the dog’s cover and they are being displaced, so the territory wars have begun again. I hope my pack is strong enough to keep the strangers out. At least my lot is trained.

I will increase our boundary walks to three times a day until the beans are out.  Also I shall dig out the sky rockets that I keep for this purpose. Wild dogs hate fire works. So for a while, every time I hear them, I shall shoot off a rocket and hope I don’t set fire to the fields.  The other thing I will do is start the radio going in the barn all night. No stock is in there but the animals are usually sleeping close by.  Hearing the human voice does help to keep wild animals at bay too.

Have a lovely day. Today I begin to prepare the finished gardens for the winter. I will do a garden a day for a while. The pigs will be happy!

celi

On this day a year ago. Once again there is no post on this day. What was I doing?! (oops I have ben corrected I had the wrong date) On this day a year ago I told a very funny story for my brother’ childen about the day their Dad learnt to ride a bike!