I baked a pie recently. It was my farewell to summer. I remember the dread I used to feel (back in my school days) at the end of August knowing that September was creeping its way back. Sure the trips to Office Max for binders, highlighters, and pens were semi-exciting for the organizational freak like myself, but like any kid, I wanted summer to last forever. This pie evokes the same bittersweet feeling. It's sweet and tangy at the same time and a scoop of vanilla ice cream complements the intense fruitiness. I used the same recipe as I did for my peach and raspberry pies. It was my first time doing a lattice crust and it didn't turn out picture perfect but I didn't care too much because I knew it would be eaten quickly.
Out of the three pie flavors I made this summer, this was by far my favorite. It just oozed summer. The homemade vanilla ice cream didn't hurt either. As I try to get inspired for fall seasonal cooking, I will bid adieu to blackberries and turn to more rustic fruits and vegetables. Even for the summer lover like myself, butternut squash soup always seems to get me in the mood for autumn. But for now, let me savor my pie and the final days of summer.