Midsummer. The heat is enormous and the kitchen is the hottest room in the house and I'm in it anyway because the kitchen doesn't close for weather. I cook with the window open and the magnolia scent drifts in and the fan spins overhead and the sweat on my back is the sweat of a woman who will not stop standing at the stove even when the stove is adding heat to an already unbearable day.
The book has sold ten thousand copies. TEN THOUSAND. Katherine called with the number and I sat at the table and tried to imagine ten thousand people holding Mama's recipes. Ten thousand kitchens making cornbread without sugar. Ten thousand tables set for the dead. The number is abstract and enormous and humbling and I don't know what to do with it except keep cooking and keep writing in the food journal and keep showing up at the stove.
Marcus called from his summer clinical placement in Birmingham — he's working with adolescent boys in foster care, the population he chose, the population that chose him. He told me about a fourteen-year-old named Darius who won't talk in sessions but will eat. Marcus brought food to their session — sandwiches. Darius ate two and, while chewing, told Marcus about his mother. The food opened the door. The food is always the key. My son is using food the way I use food, the way Mama used food: as language, as bridge, as the thing you offer when words aren't enough.
Made a summer fruit crisp — peaches, blueberries, a little brown sugar, an oat topping. Served warm with vanilla ice cream. A recipe that doesn't exist in the cookbook but will exist in the food journal and maybe, someday, in a second book. If there's a second book. The thought scares me and excites me in equal measure. For now: the crisp. The fruit. The summer. The enough.
The crisp I made that day — the peaches and blueberries and oat topping — felt like a trial run for something bigger, the way a good idea announces itself quietly before it grows loud. Blackberries were next on the counter, getting soft in the heat, and a pie felt right: more structure, more commitment, the kind of recipe you write down carefully because you know you’ll want to make it again. Ten thousand copies of one book, and here I am in the same hot kitchen already sketching the edges of a second.
Blackberry Pie
Prep Time: 25 min | Cook Time: 50 min | Total Time: 1 hr 15 min | Servings: 8
Ingredients
- 2 unbaked 9-inch pie crusts (homemade or store-bought)
- 5 cups fresh blackberries, rinsed and patted dry
- 3/4 cup granulated sugar, plus 1 teaspoon for topping
- 3 tablespoons cornstarch
- 1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
- 1/2 teaspoon lemon zest
- 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/8 teaspoon fine sea salt
- 1 tablespoon cold unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
- 1 large egg, beaten with 1 tablespoon cold water (egg wash)
Instructions
- Preheat the oven. Heat oven to 400°F. Position a rack in the lower third of the oven and place a foil-lined baking sheet on the rack to catch drips.
- Make the filling. In a large bowl, gently toss the blackberries with the sugar, cornstarch, lemon juice, lemon zest, cinnamon, and salt until the berries are evenly coated. Let stand for 10 minutes so the sugar begins to draw out the juices.
- Line the pie dish. Fit one pie crust into a 9-inch pie dish, letting the edges hang over the rim by about 1 inch. Do not stretch or press the dough — let it settle naturally.
- Fill and dot with butter. Pour the blackberry filling into the crust and spread evenly. Scatter the cold butter pieces over the top of the filling.
- Add the top crust. Lay the second crust over the filling. Trim both crusts to a 3/4-inch overhang, then fold the edges under and crimp to seal. Cut 5 or 6 small slits in the top crust to vent steam. Brush the top crust with the egg wash and sprinkle with the remaining 1 teaspoon sugar.
- Bake. Place the pie on the preheated baking sheet and bake for 20 minutes at 400°F. Reduce heat to 375°F and continue baking for 28–32 minutes, until the crust is deep golden and the filling is visibly bubbling through the vents. If the edges brown too quickly, tent them with foil.
- Cool before slicing. Transfer the pie to a wire rack and cool for at least 2 hours before cutting. The filling will thicken as it cools. Serve at room temperature or slightly warm, with vanilla ice cream if the day calls for it.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 335 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 13g | Carbs: 53g | Fiber: 5g | Sodium: 190mg