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The story of a homemade huckleberry pie…

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The huckleberries were hand-picked by the baker herself.

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A letter “J” for the birthday girl – Janea – and a healthy sprinkle of sugar completes the crust.

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Nothing like a perfectly sweet/perfectly tart huckleberry pie with a flaky/buttery crust.
I normally need a heaping scoop of ice cream to go with a piece of pie, but this was perfect just by itself.

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…those last two bites were gone soon after that picture was taken.

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Yesterday afternoon, Janea’s sister Erinn, whom is visiting from Eastern Oregon, made a lovely huckleberry pie from scratch for Janea’s birthday (which was also yesterday). She was gracious enough to let me document her as she baked, which I’ll hopefully get to post about here soon. But for now, I’m going to show you what we made with the left over scraps of the pie crust.
There was just enough for something small and sweet, and that is when Janea and I remembered that we had a bag full of fresh figs in the fridge…that were quickly becoming less and less fresh as the days pass (the green ones especially).
So, we went with it. We got out two little ramekins to mold the pie crust into, and filled them to the brim with figs cut in half.

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We added some yummy raw chestnut honey from Spain to the figs, along with a sprinkle of cinnamon and sugar – just to see.

And plopped them in the oven for about 20 minutes at 350F.

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et voila’…

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It was a fairly successful experiment…it was kind of like eating an oversized fig newton.

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I’m back, and ready to play!

It’s so nice to be back where the air smells like water, and the water tastes like sugar.

The city feels small to me now, the people seem harmless at best, it’s quieter than I remember it.

But there is a sushi restaurant on almost every block, and coffee shops you can actually hang out at – which makes me a happy girl!

Hello Seattle, you’ve been missed.

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