This Thanksgiving was a big deal for me — the first time I shouldered the responsibility of providing part of the Thanksgiving meal on my own dime. I got ambitious and thought I’d make a salted caramel apple pie.
My older female friends warned me against it. “A pumpkin pie’s what you want to do,” they told me. “It’s so simple. The recipe’s on the back of the Libby pumpkin can!”
But I was above all that. Who wanted to waste their first adult contribution to a family get-together on an easy peasy, pumpkin squeezy pie?
On the other hand, they did have a point. I kept putting it off and putting it off. Didn’t want to ruin it, did I?
I waited for Erich, the chef of our family, to come home and supervise my baking. Between school programs and work schedules and driving up to grandmother’s house we go, there wasn’t any time for supervised baking, so I was bold and…showed up empty-handed to Thanksgiving.
Fortunately, we ended up postponing Thanksgiving by a couple days due to the birth of my niece (more on that later!), and I found the courage, the time, and the help to throw together this beautiful salted caramel apple pie. (Here’s the recipe, if you’re craving what I’m craving!)
Psst. It didn’t taste good — too much lemon, not enough caramel, something like that. After all, it was only my first contribution to Thanksgiving dinner!
What adventurous dish did you make for Thanksgiving?