My parents came into town over Father's Day weekend. We spent all day Saturday galavanting around Cleveland and it was so much fun. The main reason we went was for Marine Week. There was military equipment, vehicles and helicopters out on display for people of all ages to hold, climb in and touch. Dad was like a little boy with wide eyes and a big smile the whole afternoon. We even got to see a "Huey" helicopter similar to the one our friend Sgt. Trevor Cook flew. Seeing the environment that the Marines had to endure was a real wakeup call. The equipment is heavy and every nook and cranny in the vehicles is being used for something so there isn't room to move around.
For lunch we had dim sum at Li Wah (among the many dishes we tried were chicken feet), we visited the Asian market next door, then did a driving tour around the rest of Asia Town. We headed back to Public Square for more Marine Week, played a bit in the casino, had drinks on the rooftop bar at The Greenhouse Tavern, then ate a late dinner at Indian Delight. It was long, full and fun day spent in our beautiful, bustling downtown.
Side Note: We always eat ethnic food while my parents are in town because my dad likes to try different foods. The area where I grew up doesn't have much in the way of ethnic cuisine, so Dad craves it when he visits.
For lunch we had dim sum at Li Wah (among the many dishes we tried were chicken feet), we visited the Asian market next door, then did a driving tour around the rest of Asia Town. We headed back to Public Square for more Marine Week, played a bit in the casino, had drinks on the rooftop bar at The Greenhouse Tavern, then ate a late dinner at Indian Delight. It was long, full and fun day spent in our beautiful, bustling downtown.
Side Note: We always eat ethnic food while my parents are in town because my dad likes to try different foods. The area where I grew up doesn't have much in the way of ethnic cuisine, so Dad craves it when he visits.
Anyway, you're here for the recipe, so let's move on. Dad loves pie, pretty much any pie, but this time of year he gets his fix with strawberry pie. I'm not talking about strawberry pie with the glaze on it. I mean an old fashioned, double crust, strawberry pie. Most people haven't even heard of it and there aren't many recipes out there, believe me I've looked. It's similar to a strawberry ruhbarb pie minus the rhubarb.
When it's strawberry season, I eat most berries fresh, but we all need to get our strawberry pie fix once a year. And Kevin (who doesn't really like any pie) even ate a slice of this one!
Old Fashioned Strawberry Pie
Adapted from allrecipes.com
1 double crust pie dough (unbaked)
When it's strawberry season, I eat most berries fresh, but we all need to get our strawberry pie fix once a year. And Kevin (who doesn't really like any pie) even ate a slice of this one!
Old Fashioned Strawberry Pie
Adapted from allrecipes.com
1 double crust pie dough (unbaked)
1 1/4 cups sugar
1/3 cup flour (up to 1 Tbsp more if strawberries are extra juicy)
1/4 tsp cinnamon
4 cups fresh strawberries, sliced
2 Tbsp butter, diced
Preheat oven to 500 F. Place one crust in a nine inch pie pan.
Mix together sugar, flour, and cinnamon in a small bowl. In a large bowl, add the strawberries and the flour mixture, stirring lightly to evenly coat the berries. Pour filling into pastry lined pan, and dot fruit with butter. Cover with top crust, and cut slits in the top. Seal and flute (or fork) the edges.
Lower the temperature to 425. Place the pie on the baking sheet and bake until the crust is set and begins to brown, about 25-30 minutes.
Rotate the pie and reduce the oven temperature to 375, continue baking until the crust is deep golden brown and the juices bubble, 25 to 30 minutes longer.
Cool the pie on a wire rack for at least 2 hours before serving.
