I really, really needed a dose of summer this weekend. So, I bought some frozen sliced peaches and whipped up a peach pie. To me, peaches are what summer tastes like (or at least one of the things anyway).
Since we didn’t slice the peaches ourselves, we unfortunately had no sticky peach juice dripping off our elbows…but the smell of the peaches cooking with a bit of ginger made up for it.
There is something so relaxing about rolling out pie crust…
We ate our pie with a cup of hot tea rather than iced tea, but all in all I’d say it hit the summertime spot.