Grandma’s Apple Pie
My memory of pie starts when I was really young. I had the fortune of growing up with a great-grandma in Ohio and a grandma in Wyoming who both loved baking. My great-grandma had a home in Amish country and would bake everything from scratch, including her amazing pies. I remember going to her house and I was so little I would have to stand on a stool while she let me help her. She would make an amazing apple pie and I would help with the filling. Then I would watch her intently as she weaved and braided an amazing crust top. I learned my love for baking with my two amazing grandmas and those are memories that will always be cherished.