Good morning! We’ve made it through another week and a really long hot month! That means it’s time for July’s Fit Friday! This time I am introducing you to my lovely and wonderful friend Amanda McArthur, and yes, she is just as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside. She epitomizes the delicate balance of fitness, health and style. Seriously, I find myself thinking somedays when I am getting ready in the morning, “would Amanda wear this?” She is always in tune with the newest fitness classes and is someone that can make taking a walk or jog in the Texas summer heat as enjoyable as a snocone. Ok maybe thats a stretch, but you know what I mean!
This pie is an end of a really long work week, so I’m going to get drunk on pie-pie. But seriously. I have had a series of really busy weeks, so when Friday came along, I decided to forgo happy hour and dinner plans to come home and dive straight into this galette.
My mom came for a visit and brought me the most wonderfully ripe peaches from a local peach festival near her town. I know, I know it’s a little cliché to say, but really, these peaches were so much sweeter and better than the ones I usually get at the store.
They were perfectly tender and juicy. Even their scent made my mouth water! So thanks, Mom, for saving a few of these peaches to bring to me! My mom used her peaches and made some pies with brown sugar crumble crust. I decided to take mine up a notch or two with a little bourbon. Perfect for a Friday evening happy hour, don’t ya think?
Confession time. I’ve never been super in love with chocolate. I know, I know you’re thinking how crazy I must be. Like how can I possibly be someone who blogs about pies and sweets and doesn’t love chocolate. Well in my defense, I have met others like myself. There aren’t many of us, but we are out there lurking among the regular chocolate lovers of the world, ordering lemon desserts and avoiding M&M’s like the plague.
Surprisingly enough, every now and then I will get a craving for a piece of dark chocolate. I guess all that chocolate hating has made me a little bitter. Haha see what I did there? Ok, maybe a little too much. Alright next confession, I’ve only been camping once and it was terrible. I won’t go into too many details but it involved over 100 degree temperatures and a really, really long drive.