My husband Al loves apple pie!
His mother made apple pie for him for as long as he can remember.
She would often make a single-crust pie with the apples cut in halves and sprinkled with sugar and cinnamon, then dotted with tiny clumps butter that would melt and flow through the whole pie while it baked in the oven. I remember her pies’ wonderful aroma, texture, and flavor from BGF (Before Gluten-Free) days. I and everyone else in the family absolutely loved her wonderful creations!
My mother-in-law, Mary, sure knew how to bake a pie that vanished and this recipe is no exception. I is a family tradition … Mary called it a Pennsylvania Dutch Apple Tart… and the secret …