So this past weekend we had a wonderful New England experience apple picking and hay riding through corn fields and pumpkin patches...I'm not sure how many more fall words I can fit into that sentence, but I'm sure you all get the picture.
Anyways, I went a little overboard and picked a 1/3 bushel of apples, also known as two ppecks. This equivalent to the amount of apples it would take a month for one person to eat. Being a good Vermonter, I felt really bad about wasting apples, so I decided to bake a pie.
Not just any pie...I decided to be a little creative....Also, I had a pound of Extra Sharp Cabot Cheddar in my fridge that I have been trying to get rid of...and I also felt like being a little dicey so I made my own pie crust!! Lots of butter, improvising plastic bags to roll it out, and 24 hours later I had a great pie crust.
But I didn't have enough for the TOP. I completely forgot about the top of the darn pie...
So I made some dough last second to put on top...and I put some butter in it? Because?? Still not sure.
Also, the only dish I had was a 3 inch deep 10 inch across cake tin...so it's also something of a Chicago-style Apple Cheddar pie
Anyways, the Great Apple Cheese Pie Experiment is under way and I'm starting to smell something that could turn into something appetizing. I'm watching Manhattan Murder Mystery, so even if this pie is a disaster the night is not for a total loss. Pictures of the finished project to come, along with some culinary critiques...