cherry pie recipe


Bubbly Pie from Dragonriders of Pern

Now hang on for a second. The wiki describing the bubble pies claims that, and I quote, “Each hold has its own recipe for the pies”. Considering we have done typical crosshatch fruit pies and pocket pies on multiple occasions, we figured there would be a hold that liked bubble cream filling with their bubble fruit. 

Recipe is below the cut.

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Hearthstone Cherry Pie

Yields 1 quarter sheet pie

The things you’ll need


  • 2 ½ cups all purpose flour
  • 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • ½ cup butter flavored shortening, chilled
  • ½ cup salted butter, chilled
  • 6 tablespoons butterfmilk, chilled
  • 1 ½ teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 3 cups pitted red tart cherries, fresh or canned
  • 6 + 2 tablespoons cherry juice
  • 1 cup sugar
  • ½ teaspoon salt
  • ¼ cup all purpose flour
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • Whipped cream in decorating bag fitted with #829 tip
  • Whipped cream in decorating fitted with #4B tip
  • Egg wash
  • Large mixing bowl
  • Medium mixing bowl
  • Small mixing bowl
  • 2 rubber spatulas
  • Plastic Wrap
  • Rolling pin
  • Bench flour
  • Fork for docking
  • 2 quarter sheet trays lind with parchment paper
  • Baking spray
  • Pastry cutter
  • Medium sauce pan
  • Whisk
  • 2 round cookie cutters
  • Small sharp knife
  • Pastry brush

Let’s get started!

Dough(Make twice)
  1. In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, and salt and then add cubed butter and shortening. Work between fingers until the mixture no longer has large chunks of butter.
  2. Drizzle in ice cold buttermilk and vanilla. Work in the buttermilk to form a dough.
  3. Form the dough into a disc and wrap tightly in plastic wrap. Refrigerate for 2 to 24 hours to set.
  1. In a small bowl whisk flour and 6 tablespoons of cherry liquid until smooth. Set aside.
  2. In a medium saucepan, stir together cherries, 2 tablespoons cherry liquid, sugar, and salt. Place over medium heat and continue to stir and cook until sugar dissolves, about 2 to 3 minutes.
  3. Stir slurry into cherries and increase heat to medium high. Cook until mixture starts to thicken, another 3 to 5 minutes.
  4. Remove from heat, stir in vanilla and then allow to cool at room temperature.
  5. Preheat oven to 375ºF.

Time to decorate!

  1. Preheat oven to 350ºF.
  2. Roll dough out to ¼ inch thick and place into a greased baking sheet lined with parchment paper. Dock the dough with a fork then spread cherry filling evenly along the bottom of the sheet. Save a little bit of filling for the handpie.
  3. Roll out second dough and cut out long strips using a pastry cutter or a paring knife.
  4. Arrange strips of dough in a lattice pattern. Crip the overhanging dough into a rope border.
  5. With the excess dough, cut out 2 circles using a cookie cutter. Use a small knife to cut a hearthstone swirl into the center of one of the circles
  6. Roll out the dough that remains and cut out a hearthstone sun.
  7. Assemble handpie with remaining cherry filling and the smaller hearthstone rounds. Place handpie on center of sun design.
  8. Egg wash and bake at lattice pie for 60 to 70 minutes.
  9. Egg wash and bake hearthstone handpie for 15 to 20 minutes.

Hello my name is Hazelnut Cherry Galette & I am delicious.‬

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-2 oz. Jim Beam Devil’s Cut 

-1 oz grenadine
-1 oz vanilla schnapps
-.5 oz whipped vodka
-Whipped cream
-Maraschino cherry

Mysterious, tasty cocktails await while you wait for the next episode of Twin Peaks! What David Lynch film/show would you like to see a new cocktail from?

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Homemade Cherry Pie Recipe

Cherry Pie // Cheryl Blossom

Could you do a Cherylxfemale reader where they are baking something like cherry pie and basically just fluff?

Hey can you do a imagine really fluff with cheryl please

Hello there, could you write a cheryl x fem!reader where the reader serenades cheryl because they had a silly fight (please don’t make it a huge fight, just something goofy)and cheryl got really pissed. Thanks

Hey guys! I decided to match these three together because I came up with a really cute fluff idea and I hope you all like it! 💕


‘Alright, it’s time honey to make my famous Blossom Cherry Pie, a family secret recipe.’ My girlfriend announced, setting the ingredients on the bench in front of us.

'Wow, didn’t see cherry coming,’ I snorted, earning a playful smack on the arm from her. 'Ouch, okay - sorry.’ I laughed, kissing her cheek.

We started mixing up the batch, adding whatever ingredients was needed necessary. I spotted the flour close beside me, an evil idea popping into my head. I smirked a little, before grabbing a handful out of the bag, looking at my girlfriend who had no idea what I was doing. I tip toed behind her quietly, trying to stop myself from laughing.

I raised my filled flour hand above her head, releasing it as the flour dropped on her auburn coloured hair. She turned around, he mouth open in shocked, she glared at me, raising her eyebrow. I simply laughed, holding my stomach at her facial expression.

'I honestly just washed my hair this morning, god damn it, Y/N!’ She sighed, shaking her hair out, trying to get rid of it. I chuckled quietly, loving the reactions I get when I do something to make her mad.

'Awh, c'mon - I know what’ll cheer you up.’ I smiled, stepping closer to her.

“Isn’t she lovely, isn’t she wonderful…”

'Oh god, stop,’ Cheryl blushed, laughing at me.

“Isn’t she precious, less then one minute, oh,”

“I never thought, through love we’d be, making on as lovely as she, but isn’t she lovely, made from love.”

I continued singing to her, serenading her whilst we danced around the kitchen, slowly dancing all dorky together, making each other laugh hysterically, completely forgetting about the pie.Cheryl made me feel like a different person, she made me feel special, loved, cared for and made me feel like I had something to live for. I couldn’t thank her enough for entering my life when I needed her most.

'I love you, you know that right?’ I asked, moving a piece of hair away from her face.

She smiled at me, before cracking an egg on my head, making me gasp in surprise, letting out a small chuckle. 'That’s pay back.’

I licked my bottom lip, nodding and and closing my eyes, trying to stop the laughter. 'I may, or may not have deserved that.’

'You totally deserved that…but I love you too, honey.’ She grabbed my face, kissing me slowly, taking me somewhere else completely different.

I pulled away, raising my eyebrow at her. 'You know, you’ve completely started world war 3, right?’ I smirked, grabbing the milk, tipping in all over her head.

She screamed from the impact of the coldness from it. She grabbed the crushed cherries, rubbing them all over my face. I screamed, laughter escaping from the two of us. I grabbed an egg, cracking it on her head whilst I felt flour being tipped on my head. I laughed, Cheryl completely crying of laughter whilst we had a small food fight in her kitchen.

'You know, your mother will probably kill you,’ I mentioned, the two of us calming down.

'Don’t worry about her,’ Cheryl stood closer, caressing my cheek. 'Y/N, don’t ever leave me, please?’

'Never, Cheryl, never.’ I repeated, our lips meeting again.

In honor of Twin Peaks being back on air, here’s a delicious organic and healthy cherry pie recipe that will have you licking your plate. 

Vegan Cherry Pie


Crust - Dry Ingredients

  • 1 cup whole grain spelt flour
  • ½ cup oat flour (or 2/3 cup rolled oatsground in food processor)
  • ¼ cup corn flour
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • ½ teaspoon salt
  • ½ teaspoon cinnamon
  • ½ teaspoon allspice

Crust - Wet Ingredients

  • 1 medium sized banana mashed
  • 4 tablespoons ground flaxseed
  • 2 tablespoons agave nectar or maple syrup
  • 2 tablespoons canola oil


  • 4 cups cherries fresh
  • ¼ - ½ cup agave nectar depending on the sweetness of the cherries
  • Pinch of ground vanilla (or seeds from ½ pod or a few drops vanilla extract)
  • ¼ cup cornstarch dissolved in a bit of water to make a slurry



  1. To make the crust, combine the dry ingredients in a large bowl.
  2. In a smaller bowl, mix the wet ingredients together very well. Add wet ingredients to dry ingredients and using your hands, mix until a firm dough forms. Wrap in cling foil and chill for 30-60 minutes.


  1. To prepare the filling add the cherries to a large pot together with the agave nectar and vanilla.
  2. Bring to a boil and cook on a low heat for 5 minutes.
  3. Add the cornstarch slurry and mix in very well. Bring to a boil once more and take off the heat.

To Assemble

  1. Preheat the oven to 400°F. Grease a 9-inch pie dish.
  2. Between two sheets of parchment paper roll out 2/3 of the dough to fit the pie dish, about 1/8 inch thick. Stab several times with a fork and pre-bake for 10 minutes.
  3. While the bottom crust is pre-baking, roll out the remaining dough and cut into your desired shapes to make the top crust.
  4. Remove the pie dish from the oven, spread the bottom crust with the cherry filling and create your top crust.
  5. Bake for 15 minutes. Then turn down the heat to 350°F and cover the pie with aluminum foil. Continue baking for 30 minutes. Remove the aluminum foil and finish baking the pie for 5 more minutes.

I remember when I was afraid of putting anything more than a ½ cup of fruit in my morning oatmeal.
I remember when I was afraid of oatmeal.
I remember when I was afraid of eating more than half of a banana.
I remember when I would have known exactly how many calories are in this bowl of oatmeal.
I remember when I would cry if that number was over 300.

Today, I made myself a delicious breakfast.
I have no idea how many calories are in this bowl. All I know is that this is one of the best tasting bowls of oatmeal I’ve ever made.
It will provide the fuel for my workout. And the energy I need to laugh with my friends. To hug my mom. To love my boyfriend. To feel the joy and happiness that this world brings.
And to LIVE.

Do not be afraid to eat. Do not be afraid to live.


 Sam was rummaging in the old case he had put under his bed decades ago when he found the picture. He hadn’t touched the box in years – too much to worry about with Dean and the doctors – but he needed to find an old cherry pie recipe his brother was particularly fond of. He took the faded snapshot from between the pages of the Oak Park leaflet and put on his glasses. His chest tightened under the weight of nostalgia. For a second, he felt tempted to let go and let the tears in his eyes roll on his cheeks. But time for reminiscence was up now. He had other things to do. 

 All day long, the photograph stayed in his back pocket, like a quiet reassurance. As Dean started to eat his pie in the library, Sam sat next to him and watched. Dean seemed alright today. Not completely lucid but he had chosen his clothes and put them on without any mistakes. Maybe… 

 “Dean?” he asked, a hand on his brother’s arm. He waited for Dean to turn his big questioning eyes to him. He was beginning to talk less and less, and though Sam knew it was a sign of the seventh stage of the disease, he couldn’t bring himself to stop trying. “Do you remember this?” he asked, holding out the picture.

 Dean abruptly took it from Sam’s hand. He gently skimmed the portrait, as if the touch could tell him something more, then smiled. “Sammy?” he asked, giddy with excitement, as he pointed at the young boy in the picture.

 Sam felt his heart drop to his stomach. He swallowed with difficulty and answered: “Yes, that’s Sammy, your little brother.”

 But Dean didn’t seem to be listening to him. Eyes squinting and fingers trembling, all of his attention was directed at the photograph. His mouth formed words that Sam couldn’t make out.

 “Did you say something?”

 “It’s somethin’ important,” he said before returning to his muttering. 

 Sam’s heart beat faster and he wondered just how far he could push his luck. “Can you recall why, maybe?” 

 Dean nervously shook his head, eyes still glued to the picture, and requested shyly: “Tell me about it.” 

 “It was Fourth of July, 1996. I was sulking in the crappy motel room Dad had left us in when you told me to move my lazy ass and get in the car. You drove to this empty field and it was magic. Just you and me, the starry sky and the fireworks we launched…” Sam did his best to hold back his tears. Dean would ask why he was crying and how could he possibly explain how much it hurt to see him lose everything he was bit by bit? He inhaled deeply before finishing his story. “You took this photo just before we kissed for the first time.”

 Sam looked at his brother, who was staring into space. He couldn’t concentrate for long now. Sam had no idea if his brother had listened to what he had said. Or even if he had understood. The thought of it made Sam’s blood run cold.

 “Dean? Did you understand what I told you about?”

 Dean’s eyes fluttered about the room like he was searching for words. Eventually, he smiled wide and turned towards Sam. “Love.”