Why are little girls so mean to each other? My 8-year old daughter and I were on a field trip with school together and were having a great time. At the end of the day, we were to all meet in a central location. My daughter sat on a brick half-wall next to a girl in her class and Girl Scout troop. They were chatting and having fun. Along comes (well, hobbles, as she has a broken ankle) another girl in their class, who is also in their Girl Scout troop. My daughter's friend asked her if she could sign her leg cast, and she said yes and handed her a Sharpie. Then my daughter asked her if she could sign her cast. The girl looked her square in the eyes, cocked her head, hand on her hip, and said, "Um, no."
My daughter hung her head for a second, shrugged her shoulders, and then started doing some clapping rhyme thing with another kid.
So what did I do as mama bear observing this? I took this snotty princess of a little shit and knocked her off her crutches and instigated a roar of laughter from all the other third graders.
Not really. I actually bent down and whispered in her ear, "If you ever shun my daughter again, I'll come into your house in the middle of the night and hit your mom in the face with box of Fruit Loops while she is sleeping."
Would I do that? Nah. Although I wanted to. Badly.
But what I wanted to do more was have a little chat with her mom, who is equally as much of a diva, and explain to her that she's doing her little girl a disservice of leading by example. I can speak from experience because she doesn't talk to me much less look at me at any Girl Scouting event. You can just tell she was the oh-my-god-whatever cheerleader chick in high school who had way more friends than I did but none of them were actually real.
So my poor, sweet, loving daughter and I came home and made some Apple Spice Hand Pies. And ate several of them each.
The best part? The cinnamon cream sort of melts and gets all creamy and gooey. Like a cherry cheese danish with apples in a hand pie form. Unreal.
Apple Spice Hand Pies with Cinnamon Cream
4 Granny Smith apples
2 T. butter
1 t. cinnamon
1/2 t. nutmeg
1/8 t. cloves
1 c. brown sugar
1 T. cornstarch
1 T. vanilla extract
8 oz. cream cheese, room temp
1/2 c. powdered sugar
1/2 t. cinnamon
4 pie crusts, uncooked
3 T. sugar
1/2 t. cinnamon
Pre-heat oven to 425*. Line two sheet pans with parchment paper.
Peel and chop apples. In a large skillet, melt butter over med-high heat. Saute apples for 5-10 minutes or until beginning to soften. Add cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves and saute 1 minute to bloom the spices. Add brown sugar and saute 3-5 minutes or until syrupy. Make a slurry with the cornstarch and 1 tablespoon water. Add to apples and cook 1 minute, or until thickened. Remove from heat and stir in vanilla extract.
While the apples are cooling, whip (by hand or with a mixer) the cream cheese with the powdered sugar and cinnamon until light and fluffy. Set aside.
Using a 5" biscuit cutter or similar (I use a funnel), cut rounds of the pie dough, rolling scraps as necessary to make 16 rounds. Fill rounds on one side with 1-2 tablespoons of apples, leaving a 1/4"-1/2" edge. Dollop 1 teaspoon or so of the cream cheese mixture on top of the apples. Dip your finger in water, run along edge, and fold over pie dough to seal. Crimp with a fork by rolling the fork so the twines push down on the border.
Beat egg with 1 tablespoon water. Mix sugar and cinnamon in separate bowl. Brush tops of hand pies with egg wash. Sprinkle with cinnamon-sugar.
Bake for 15-20 minutes, rotating and switching pans halfway thru.