![]() ![]() Prick the finished pastries with a fork so they do not explode in the oven. Place the remaining rectangles of dough over the ones with filling, matching them in size as closely as possible, patching with scraps of dough as necessary.I pile as much filling as possible into them and used all of the peaches, though not all of the juice, to fill them. Leave about ¼ inch boarder between the filling and edge of the dough. Spoon some filling onto each of the rectangles, draining off some of the juice. Place 5 rectangles of dough on each baking sheet.Get them as close to the same size as possible, but they will not be perfect. Cut 10 rectangles out of each half of dough. Roll the dough out to about 1/8 inch thick. Place the other half back in the refrigerator. Remove dough from refrigerator and divide in half.In a medium bowl, combine peaches, sugar, cinnamon, ginger, and cornstarch. Chill in refrigerator for at least 1 hour. You want the dough to easily come together without many crumbs it will probably be wetter than the pie dough you are used to. Check to see if the dough is coming together. Add 2 tablespoons water and pulse to combine. Add shortening and pulse until a coarse meal forms. In the bowl of a food processor, pulse flour, salt, and sugar to combine. Whether you are firmly based in reality or live in your own version of it, make these Peach Pop Tarts to make everything just a little better. These also happen to be vegan with the perfect pie crust made completely from shortening and then that fresh peach filling spiced with cinnamon and ginger. Forget the dry, artificial, somewhat flavorless Pop Tarts and enter these flaky, crumbly, fruity, spicy pastries that basically allow you to eat pie for breakfast. After tasting one of these, I can’t imagine anyone wanting a regular Pop Tart again. I now can’t remember the last time I bought a box, but that doesn’t mean I never crave them. I used to love Pop Tarts and eat them every morning. I used some of their magnificent peaches in these Peach Pop Tarts. I run straight to the wooden boxes filled with this fruity goodness each time I enter the store. The plums are the best I have ever had, no kidding. Their peaches are huge, three napkin juicy, and so flavorful. You know I love Frog Hollow’s produce, but Goldbud might be even better. While I have been buying some regular yellow peaches, which are still great, Papa Joe’s Market where I stock up for the week also flies in peaches and plums from Goldbud Farms daily. The best part? They’re still really, really good. I know you’re all buying up apples, pears, and cans of pumpkin, and so am I, but my eyes light up when I still see fuzzy, round peaches as I drop one after another into produce bags. And then there’s my year long, never ending love affair with peaches. Cherries, blueberries, and blackberries fill the freezer, breaking up the monotony of apples and oranges in the frozen tundra of winter. Pumpkin desserts hit the table in the middle of July as I finish off my frozen stash from the year before new pumpkins hit the market. ![]() I eat Cucumbers, Tomatoes, and Onions year round because vinegar makes inferior produce better. When it comes to food, I live in an alternate universe too. Like they say, dress for the job you want, not the one you have. Second looks from strangers wondering around the same store as I are awfully fun as well. It’s fun to pretend, rehearse, really, being the person and living the life of my dreams. But I’ve found fashion sometimes causes pain. It was also my form of creative expression since piercings and tattoos are out of the question for me. I even had pink streaks put in my hair because that’s the latest Hollywood trend, though I would think we should have created pink hair dye that lasts more than a week by now. I’ve been known to buy something after seeing it on one of my favorite celebrities or jumping for joy on the off chance that I buy something I later see on them. They’re how I roll because one day the paparazzi will be there (I hope). Smoky eye shadow, pink lipstick, teased hair, painted nails, pretty dress, crazy high heels. When I’m just a part of my world, heading to say hi to the fish guys at the market and stock up on dinners for the week or trolling the farmers’ market for the freshest produce, I still dress up like I might possibly encounter paparazzi. Those things don’t happen unless I’m leaving the house. No I don’t wake up with full hair and makeup, high heels next to my bed, though I wouldn’t complain if I did. It very often affects my outward appearance. Advertisers and sponsors dying to be a part of my blog. I like to think I’m already a famous author and blogger. I have big dreams and sometimes like to live or pretend I live in the dream world that I know will one day be my reality. The world that exists in my head is far different from the one that exists in reality. ![]()
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