Well, I told you I would try, so here goes.
If I haven't told you before, when I was about 21 years old, I tried to make a pie. It was just plain awful. My mother, who isn't all that much of a cook, never has been, told me to buy those sticks of pie crust. That was even worse than my feeble attempt.
So I called my cousin, who lived up the road from me. She was 4 years older than me, and I figured she must know how. She gave me this recipe, which I have used for 40 years now, with MUCH success.
You start with 4 cups of all purpose flour, one teaspoon (measured loosely) of salt, and one tablespoon of sugar. Mix well.
Take one and 3/4 cups of Crisco (stay away from the cheap stuff) and cut it into the flour mixture, with a pastry tool, like this one from Pampered Chef, or two forks.
In a small bowl, mix 1/2 cup of water, one beaten egg, and one tablespoon of cider vinegar.
Mix this liquid in with the dry ingredients. Put the bowl of pie dough right in the fridge, for 15 minutes.
Now I know you purists out there are flipping out. What? An egg in your pie dough?
But trust me. Everything is better with an egg.
The recipe make four singles, or two pies with tops. Your choice.
I made four.
Baked them in a 425 degree oven for 15-20 min til they were lightly browned.
I made three chocolate pies, and one coconut cream.
I had every intention of taking pictures of the finished pies, but then I got busy, and forgot. By the time I remembered, well. they were being devoured.
See what I mean?
I'm here to tell you, the coconut cream was to die for. If I could move, I would toddle out into the kitchen and cut myself ANOTHER piece.
But I can't.
When I was 26 years old, my cousin died suddenly right in her own kitchen. Every time I make a pie, I think of her, and all the years I've had, and all the years she's missed. I know I'll see her someday, and I hope I remember to tell her about all these pies, over the years, that have made my family smile.
I'll thank her. She'll laugh.
Maybe we'll make pies together. Wouldn't that be a hoot?