A popular dessert for Preaching services and more everyday occasions, snitz pie isn’t well known outside of Amish country. This recipe is one of my mother’s favorites. She often made it without rhubarb and served it with or without pie crust. It’s delightful and refreshing either way!
(As you can see, the recipe is intended for large gatherings, but feel free to modify it for just one or two pies.)
- 1 gallon apple butter
- 1 gallon apple sauce
- 2 c. sugar
- ⅙ c. lemon juice
- 1 tsp. cinnamon
- 1 tsp. cloves
- ⅙ c. butter, melted
- ⅓ c. Clear Jel or minute tapioca (found with canning supplies)
- ⅓ tsp. salt
- Pastry for 7-8 double-crust pies.
- Stir all ingredients together and fill unbaked pie shells; top with crust.
- Bake pies at 350 degrees for 1 hour or until done.
Snitz pie shows up several times in my latest novel, The Atonement, including this exchange between the heroine, Lucy, and her grandmother:
Lucy opened the back door to her grandmother’s small Dawdi Haus and stepped quietly inside. Mammi Flaud was sitting in her most comfortable chair, a gray recliner, a few feet from the oak hutch built by Lucy’s grandfather decades ago. Mammi’s eyes were closed and her gray-white head leaned back in sweet repose, but as Lucy moved inside, the floor creaked and Mammi awakened, her wrinkled face breaking into a sunshine of a smile.
“Ach. I was tryin’ my best to be quiet.”
“You’re chust fine, child.” Her grandmother leaned on the arms of the chair as she inched up to a stand, though still a bit stooped. “Your cousin Barbie Ann, over in New Holland, came by yesterday and dropped off a large bag of fabric leftovers,” Mammi said as they went into the kitchen and sat down for some coffee.
“How nice for the quilter in you, jah?” Lucy was happy for this windfall her beloved grandmother had received. “Let’s have a look-see.”Mammi began to lay out an array of fabrics: solids, florals, polka dots, plaids, and even a holiday pattern.
“Just imagine how much it would cost to purchase all this fabric,” said Lucy. “About how many quilts can ya make with this?”
“At least two big ones, I’m guessin’.” Mammi picked up a paisley print in maroon, indigo, and navy.
Lucy had to smile. “Like an early Christmas gift.”
“Ain’t that the truth!” Mammi’s wrinkled face lit up. “Well, dear, how long can ya stay and help me organize?”
“Oh, an hour or so. I promised Martie I’d give her a hand with some baking.”
“For after Preachin’ service tomorrow?”
Lucy nodded. “Can’t believe Martie offered to bring all the snitz pies for the shared meal. That’s at least forty!”
“Bless her heart.” Mammi smiled, looking the picture of health in her pretty maroon-colored dress and black apron. “Martie’s one ambitious woman.”
Lucy recalled how, years back, Tobe Glick had helped his mother carry in dozens of snitz pies for a gathering of all the courting-age teens in the district. It was the night Lucy had agreed to go walking with him. They’d laughed and talked away the evening—a gut time for certain.
Life was so simple then . . .
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Beverly Lewis, born in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, is the New York Times bestselling author of more than ninety books. A keen interest in her mother’s Plain heritage has inspired Beverly to write many Amish-related novels, beginning with The Shunning, which has sold more than one million copies and was recently made into an Original Hallmark Channel movie. In 2007 The Brethren was honored with a Christy Award. She has been interviewed by both national and international media, including Time magazine, the Associated Press, and the BBC. Beverly lives with her husband, David, in Colorado.