Earlier I blogged about the mulberry pickin' we've been doing - what a great season for mulberries! A couple years ago my Aunt Sue she said most of her family, including her son's new wife, have the same favorite pie. Last week all I could remember about the pie from our conversation was that it included mulberries. Considering the plethora of mulberries we have, I decided to call her up and investigate further. Turns out the pie is mulberry rhubarb pie, and luckily, we have a bunch of rhubarb in our freezer from earlier this season. I've never heard of mulberries and rhubarb married up together, but the sweet and tart combination makes sense. So, we tried it.
(Okay, it might be someone else's recipe, but to me, it's Aunt Sue's)
When Chris and I first married, I did a sewing project and obsessed because it had minor flaws. Chris said something I have never forgotten, "Are you a professional seamstress?" Me: "No." Chris: "Well then, don't worry about it." That realization allowed me to give myself grace and let go of a little perfectionism. Why would it look perfect if I only sew occasionally. The same goes for pies, while the picture of the final pie isn't the prettiest, it sure tasted good, which is perfect enough for me. And, yes, we did enjoy a little vanilla ice cream melted on top!