![]() I make this apple pie with whatever type of apples I have on hand. That label tends to confuse people a bit though because as you are eating it, you realize that it actually does have a crust-and a really good crust at that! But the fact is that the batter for the crust is poured over the apple mixture and oozes down between the apple slices to make a pie that has a bottom and a top crust, without all the work. The crust is not made in the traditional sense, so I usually refer to it as my crustless apple pie. It’s another “regular” recipe that I easily adapted to be gluten free. My sweet friend, Claudia, had passed on the recipe to me. I’ve been making this apple pie for a long time, but hadn’t shared it with mom yet and she’s an apple pie fan. Still I picked up a few small things I knew she’d enjoy and decided to bake this Easy Gluten-Free Apple pie for her. My mom has pretty much everything she needs and wants. Good moms are usually very easy to please. So, you do something that you think will make them smile or provide a little happiness, and, of course, that’s all moms really want or need. So how can you adequately thank a mom like that on Mother’s Day? The answer is you can’t, really. That is what everyone wants in a grandmother and she’s beloved by all her grandchildren. Mom remembers her grandchildren throughout the year and always makes them feel special. Sometime he wrote letters to me at her urging and they helped us have discussions that would not have been as productive if we’d tried to barge into them without contemplation. She was always willing to just listen, but when he wanted advice, she’d offer it. When my son was upset with my decisions as a youngster, he’d go to my mom and vent. She’s genuinely interested in her three grandchildren, and more recently her new granddaughter-in-law. Mom makes life easy that way.Īs a grandmother, she’s top notch, too. It’s okay if our conversation lasts 5 or 40 minutes. I’m lucky she and dad live only 8 miles away and we call whenever the mood strikes either of us. If I get sick, she calls to check on me and offers to run errands or bring over a meal. Mom continues mothering me even as an adult. Her words were “I didn’t know if she was going to make it.” The mom-child bond runs deep. It was not that long ago that my sister told me that my mom suffered greatly during that time, too. Often there were also packages of Mom-made goodies-the best (I get my baking gene honestly). I eagerly traipsed across campus to the post office each day hoping to find one of those letters. Written on notebook paper and sharing what was going on back home, they meant the world to me. There were the letters she sent me when I was homesick my first semester of college. She got her one and only speeding ticket that evening, but we didn’t find out about it until years later. She raced to the pharmacy a half hour away to get my prescription. There was the time when I was a teenager in misery from an infection on Christmas Eve. Picture multicolored large flowers and a very big bow-I can still see that dress so clearly in my mind! Oh, my goodness, it seems garish now, but it was right for the day and I loved it! There was the time she surprised me with a new dress for a dance when I was in the 8th grade. Thinking back on all mom has done for me, seemingly random things pop into my head. I try to be the same kind of mom for my own son, but I’m pretty sure I’m not as patient or as understanding as mom has been for me throughout my life. I think about all the special things she’s done for me through the years, how she’s always been there for me and I am extremely humbled. No matter what I write about her, the words will fall way short of the wonderful mom she is. When I think of paying tribute to my mom on this day, I have to pause. For the most part, we, moms, are an understanding, reasonable bunch. My son won’t be home today, but we spent several hours together last weekend, so I’m okay with that. I’ll get to have my own day doing whatever I decide. And, my mother-in-law is being taken out to lunch and visited later by my husband’s siblings and their families. My sister and her family will be visiting my mom this afternoon. Plus, both will still get plenty of attention today. Neither complained about me doing that, of course! They were happy to start celebrating a little early and receive an apple pie while it was still warm. I wanted to deliver the pies while they were still warm. We actually made our Mother’s Day visits a day early. I made this Easy Gluten-Free Apple Pie recipe-which is crustless and fantastic–for both my mother and my mother-in-law. For affiliate links and as an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases.
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