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In the world of school children, June is like the ultimate Friday. You have to spend a part of it cramming for exams trying to make better grades, but you know that all that work is going to end soon and the rest of the month will definitely be the beginning of a lazy and adventurous summer. July is like Saturday, the first worry-free month, completely void of any scholastic connotations, as the previous school year has ended, the grades arrived home, and the notebooks ended up in a recycle bin in a community center. September is still too far away to muddle the happy thoughts and nobody cares about new classes and text books.

It’s the month of leisure and freedom, the month of dreaming, the month of recklessness brought on by the fierce heat of sunshine, the month of white smiles buried in sunburned cheeks and wet hair. It is the time of year when fireflies make their magic appearance and put on their glittering light show as the balmy nights become fragrant with summer grasses . It is the month of gladiolus which take over the markets, regal and elegant, wilowy and light like ballet dancers, the undisputed winners of the summer flowers.

It is in July when the crates of plump yellow peaches start to appear on the steps, their smell enough to drag you outside to take the first bite leaning forward and collecting their sweet juices in your cupped hand. The pit, surrounded by blood-red pulp separates cleanly from the fruit, and nothing tastes exactly like that first, ripe July peach, picked that morning and gently nestled in a wooden crate.

Soon after, the apricots ripen and spread their fuzzy blush across the farmers’ markets, their orange flesh the reminder of countless sunny days behind and in front of you. Their reign is short, their existence fragile, but they leave in their wake glistening jars of preserves, bottles of nectar, and smooth, round halves swimming in sweet syrup – just enough to bring a jolt of light into a distant and dreary December morning and melt away the first asymmetrical snowflakes.

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Toward the end of July, the markets get flooded by plums. Serbia is a plum country and there is hardly a yard that does not boast at least one plum tree. The majority of the giving and humble fruit ends up fermented in rakija (slivovitz); the smaller percentage is dried into sweet prunes, preserved into jams and compotes, with only a small part eaten fresh.

We eagerly anticipated the plum season for the dumplings Mother made, with potato dough enveloping each pitted plum, boiled, and rolled in a mixture of fried breadcrumbs and sugar. Preceded by a soup, it was a filling and simple meal with plenty of dumplings left over for a late snack.

When I bought small, round red plums at our local Persian store, my girls thought that I would be making them those dumplings they adore. I intended to, pooling every ounce of culinary ambition I possess, but in the end I gave up until we return from Serbia in August. Making my first batch will be immeasurably easier under Mother’s tutelage. By that time, familiar Italian plums will be spilling over the crates in the farmers’ markets of Southern California, and I will be able to assemble and serve a moment of Serbian summer. The last days of August will feel like Sunday with everyone scampering to pull at least a few more truly adventurous days out of the month before school starts.

Instead of dumplings, I made a pie. We don’t make pies in Serbia, but the simplicity of the recipe won me over. It only has an upper crust which is more like a cookie than pastry. The rest of the ingredients are there just to elevate the plums to another level, give them a touch of spice, and let them shine… sweet, juicy, and just a little tart. It wasn’t a pretty dessert with the fruit spreading all over the plate and the crust crumbling under the fork. It was like biting into a summer day, sweet, luxurious, and messy.

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Today is the day when about 1500 people all over the world will make a pie for , an Internet event started quite small by Shauna Ahern of Gluten-Free Girl and The Chef. I cannot wait to start my browsing and learn about all the different roads this simple dish can travel.

RED PLUM PIE

This recipe is originally written by Nigel Slater and I found it on the Guardian site. I changed very little. For the original and a great excerpt from his book, visit the site.

Ingredients:

For the pastry:

  • 100g (1 stick) unsalted butter at room temperature
  • 100g (3 oz) light brown sugar
  • 1 egg, slightly beaten
  • 175g (6 oz) all-purpose flour
  • ½ tsp baking powder
  • a little milk for brushing

For the filling:

  • 800g-1kg (about 2 lbs) ripe plums
  • 2-3 tbsp light brown sugar
  • · a pinch of ground cinnamon

Directions:

Cream the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Add in the lightly beaten egg, then gently mix in the flour and baking powder. Remove dough from the bowl and roll into a ball on a heavily floured work surface. Knead the dough for a minute or two until smooth and soft. Wrap in plastic and refrigerate for 20 minutes.

Preheat the oven to 350F (180C). Cut the ripe plums in half and remove the stones. Cut the fruit into large pieces, toss with sugar and cinnamon, and put into a lightly buttered 20–22cm baking dish.

Roll out the pastry on a floured board and lift carefully on top of the fruit. There will be a little left over. The crust is very short and it might tear, which is to be expected. Some of the juice will probably seep through it as it cooks anyway.

Brush the pastry lightly with milk and bake for 40 minutes. The pastry should be pale-golden. Dust with powder sugar and serve warm.

13 Responses to ““And summer’s lease hath all too short a date…””

  1. I recently tried roasted plums, and they completely changed me (negative) opinion of the fruit. SO good. I bet your pie, with those delicious baked plums, is fabulous.

  2. I love plums (just made some spicey plum chutney for pork tenderloin) but I’ve never had Plum Pie. This looks delicious! I plan on making it and if I enjoy it half as much as your magical writing, it will be a winner!! :-)
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  3. “Serbia is plum country” well then, I am adding Serbia to our must visit list! Love plums and your pie looks awesome. Love that it’s a little tart, not just all sweet. Yum!
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  4. Lana, please bring back the dumpling recipe, my husband grand mother was from Hungary and she used to make the dumplings stuffed with apricots, I had fond memories of them, but I never learn the recipe.

  5. Those plums as small as they are pack a huge punch of flavor. They are my fav! Great pie and good to see you use this particular plum now I got to go and get it:)

  6. This looks plum-delicious. I’ll be trying a plum-pie and hanging around your site all the more.

  7. You have such a storytelling gift. As a reader I don’t want your post to end. You can be light and whimsical or somber and serious. I love that range that you offer. Continue writing. We love it!
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  8. What a gorgeous pie! Happy Baking!
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  9. Are you having fun in Serbia? You are one of the brave ones attending the Pie Day ! :) Love the upper crust sitting heavily on the fruit below!
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  10. I just ate my first apricot of the season the other day and it was heavenly! There is nothing that can compare to the intense flavor of ripe stone fruit in summer. Red plums have to be a close second for me, we used to have a tree in the backyard when I was growing up and every year we would eagerly anticipate the moment when they were at their peak of ripeness.
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  11. Lana, what a wonderful pie! This is really going to taste great! I am drooling! I see that you have a lovely collection of recipes!! Shall come back very soon…

  12. Stone fruit are still a few weeks away here in New Jersey but I’m bookmarking this to try soon. Apricots are indeed one of summer’s most wonderful fruits.
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  13. Hi…Looks very delicious pie!!!I hope i can make by this week…
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