Blueberry Pie
"Strawberries, raspberries, and blackberries thrive here. From these they make a wonderful dish combined with syrup and sugar, which is called 'pai.' I can tell you that is something that glides easily down your throat; they also make the same sort of 'pai' out of apples or finely ground meat, with syrup added, and that is really the most superb."
From a letter written by a Norwegian immigrant to friends back in Norway (November 29, 1851).
Imagine the sense of anticipation experienced by the early settlers as they waited for the blueberries to "come in." A pail full of blueberries must have been equivalent to a Doctor's prescription of a remedy for the winter doldrums. A cache of little blue pills enveloped in a flaky pastry crust or made into jam. Canning jars full of the cure, put away to enjoy later, knowing that later would come sooner than you think. It's a part of the fruitful abundance of a Minnesota summer. Blueberries.
I have family visiting and made a Blueberry pie, it's almost required at this time of year. All that is left is an empty pan.
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