I wasn’t raised in a healthy hippy house by any means but there was one bridge my mom would never cross. Blue food. She would say, “Water’s blue, the sky’s blue, food is not blue!” Doesn’t mean she held me back from bubble gum ice cream when I was a kid, just means she wouldn’t be caught dead sneaking a bite.
I know we’ve had the apple pie debate in the past but now that Thanksgiving’s around the corner it is time for the Great Cranberry Sauce Debate of 2015.
Nothing is more American than apple pie, except maybe, arguing about who makes the best apple pie or what the secret to perfect apple pie is.
The recipe for Buttermilk Pie was handwritten on an index card in green pen. In a sea of pencil filled recipe cards I was intrigued, but the name…made me a skeptic. Another gamble was about to start but hey, at least I had a way to use up this extra buttermilk in the fridge!
