Almond Crunch Peach Pie

…a late summer or Labor Day almond-laced peach pie with a nutty crumb topping

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Folks love pie. They not only like to EAT pie; they like to TALK pie. Just start a conversation with, “I was thinking of making a pie…” and see where the discussion goes. Lists of favorite pies; sad looks about not being able to make pie crust; tales of Aunt so-and-so’s legendary apple pies; questions about your sharing said pie; wondering about who’s doing what come the holidays. I like to talk pie because I like to BAKE pie. Just about any pie. I mean, is there anything prettier? Any better reason to clean your plate? Is there a tastier way to end Thanksgiving? A tastier way to begin the Friday morning after Thanksgiving?!

Living in Colorado, I skew up my annual late-August Palisades peach pie just a tinge. There’s peach-blueberry; brown sugar peach pie; peach cobbler (well, it’s pie-ish); some sort of crisp; and so on and so forth. This year, I had to have a crumb topping because… I don’t know. But not just any crumb topping; I wanted an almond crumb topping with the almond note repeated in the peach filling so that you had that perfect complete almond thrill in each and every bite. I love almonds– and peaches and almonds are related, you know. So now you have an Almond Crunch Peach Pie. Just for you.

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Cranberry-Apple Whole Wheat Olive Oil Cake

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Because this not too sweet cake is a tweak of a tweak that even I have made a few versions of…. I’m including the introduction to my blogpost for an all-apple cake from last spring to provide background…

I’ve been baking this friendly cake for a few months now in one variation or another. First, I was just fascinated by the ingredients in the original Almond Cake recipe, which belongs to Molly Wizenberg and was adapted by Mark Bittman and Sam Sifton…and later by me along with a few thousand of my closest friends. It starts with boiling an orange and a lemon together for a half hour, removing the seeds, and puréeing the now softened peels. Nothing I’d ever done in my not-so-extensive cake baking career; still, I was sold. There’s no butter but there’s plenty of olive oil, making it taste and feel seriously Mediterranean or just Spanish… and keeping it moist for a few days right on the old proverbial counter. That’s even in Colorado at altitude where bread becomes crouton material in 15 minutes flat. The original “Tarta de Santiago” or St. James Cake (very similar to the almond cake I kept making) is a middle ages and Camino de Santiago specialty still baked each July 25, for the feast of St. James. One couldn’t have asked for a better plain cake or maybe even one with more spiritual flavor. Think gently citrusy and uber nutty pound cake only lighter. My dad, who abhorred all things frosting, would have inhaled it. Only thing my cake needed was a little barely sweetened whipped cream or a few berries, as you see in my photo (below the recipe in this post). Or just a cup of coffee if you were my dad. Maybe a small Armagnac if you were me. A wee dram or a cuppa if you weren’t.

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