I think it's easy to lose yourself in a pastry lattice. It's akin to knitting or crochet, where you sit back and watch as your hands do all the work for you. No thinking, just weaving, until sitting before you are braids and layers of delicate pastry.
I used to have the hardest time latticing, because my favorite pie crust recipe is so impossibly flakey and buttery that it just doesn't hold together for anything fancier than a plain sheet crust (#humblebrag). So a few weeks ago, on Easter when I made this pie (I know... I've been sitting on this post for a while) I decided to try only using my recipe for the bottom crust, and then using a simple flour, shortening and water recipe for the lattice. It worked, and once again I found myself lost in the act of the lattice.
Forgive me for a moment while I attempt to find a metaphor here. I've never been much for problem solving, because when things don't go according to plan I typically find myself spinning out or giving up completely. But a sense of calm has washed over me in the last year or so, that's allowed me to face my problems with a startling sense of certainty. It's come with age, as time is really the only way to put some things in perspective, and also with a stronger sense of my own self.
For example, the art of the pastry lattice. For years it baffled me, I could never get my pies to come out the way I wanted. So I gave up on lattices all together and focused my efforts on single crust pies. It's like how ostriches stick their heads int the sand and then assume they're invisible, except I was a human woman sticking my head into a pie, refusing to address any real problem straight on. But time passed, and I got real sick and tired of everyone on instagram posting cute pies except me, so I tied my apron strings behind my back like the warrior I am and got to work problem solving. And guess what? The problem was never me, it was that impossibly flakey crust. So I fixed it. And now I have awesome pies to share.Read More