I made ... Pastry!

If you know me, you know that pastry is the THING that really gets me steaming mad.  Right peeved off.  I have just never had any luck.  I've tried nearly every trick in the book and although my Mom says it's easy.  I have yet to find it as such.

Until Easter weekend.  I had to.  I mean really - who's going to sit back and let some silly pastry beat them into the ground.  Me?  Ha!

So I armed myself with loads of flour.  LOADS.  And butter.  And shortening.  I was prepared for anything.  And why, you ask???

My Dad and Mr. Hungry have a thing for Lemon Meringue Pie.  *sigh*  I am not a fan.  OfLemon Meringue Pie.  I love apple pie, but not lemon.  I mean, the lemon I can handle.  The meringue, not so much.  It's just eggs all beaten up and sweetened and baked for a bit.

So, being a good daughter and a giving wife, I made them guys some pie.

And we all know that pie starts with pastry.