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When You’ve Got Apples, Bake an Apple Raspberry Pie

When it comes to apples in the South, a visit to Hendersonville, North Carolina, is in order. The small city near Asheville ranks as the seventh-largest producer of apples in America. Who knew? Apparently, William Mills, one of the original settlers to the area, planted hundreds of apple trees around 1800. The fertile fields helped nurture the crops, and for decades growers sold their apples to wholesale buyers who made the fruit into applesauce, apple juice and other products. But, some of the buyers moved on, and today, many of the farmers sell their produce directly to consumers. And invite them to their farms.

Farm fresh apples in Hendersonville, NC
Farm fresh apples in Hendersonville, NC

I was asked to participate in an agritourism tour in Hendersonville, and being fond of apples, accepted.

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Pie for Breakfast: Pine Country Restaurant, Williams, AZ

Blueberry Pie at the Pine Country Restaurant, Williams, AZ
Blueberry Pie at the Pine Country Restaurant, Williams, AZ

Anybody who knows me, knows I love pie– especially fresh fruit pies.  Well friends, I finally did it.  I ordered a piece of pie for breakfast. 

I was sipping a mug of coffee in Williams, Arizona, while waiting for the train–specifically the Grand Canyon Railway that would transport me to the Grand Canyon. It’s an understatement to say I was beyond excited. I was giddy and needed a truly grand breakfast. So, as luck would have it, I happened to be in the Pine Country Restaurant, home of world-famous pies.Their motto reads: Everyone should have a little pie in the pines and I agreed.

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My Thanksgiving: Pickled Watermelon Rind and Herbes de Provence

Thanksgiving brings the tantalizing aroma of down-home cooking: the woodsy blend of sage and thyme in the bread stuffing, the sweet scent of cinnamon and nutmeg in the pumpkin pie and the I-can’t-wait mouth watering smell of a roasting turkey.

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