Michael Pollan, the foodie journalist and author of “In Defense of Food,” has coined a new anthem for locavores

Strawberry Rhubarb Pie and Mock Apple Pie
with his pithy phrase “Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants.”
Michael, forgive my foolish ways. I could not resist the temptation to make this recipe and try it out on unsuspecting friends.
Ritz Cracker is celebrating its 75th year and it seems their Mock Apple Pie is making a bit of a comeback this spring.
Mock Apple Pie first appeared in 1934 on the cracker’s package.
It’s hard to imagine WHY anyone would want to substitute crisp apples for buttery
crackers. Were they a stand-in for hard-to-come by apples during the Great Depression? Hard to say, especially since many people turned to selling apples on the streets during those difficult days. Some references suggest that Mock Appl
e Pie was invented by pioneers on the move who didn’t have space or access to fresh apples out on the trail.
In any case, I decided to test the recipe. This was a last minute decision. It was 4:00 p.m. and I was heading to a potluck that began at 6:30 p.m.
I was making good time on my trip home from work in order to make a quick stop at the neighborhood grocery store to get the essentials (read: Ritz Crackers). While idling at a stoplight enjoying the 15 minutes of sun that has otherwise remained elusive for the month of June, a shot rang out! The grocery store that I sometimes go to is located next to a troubled housing project. (OK, I realize that this has nothing to do with a recipe for Mock Apple Pie but I cannot resist adding an element of drama to a food story. But let us turn back to the pie-making.)
By 5:30 p.m. I am “assembling” the pie, which includes simmering a ghastly amount of sugar (2 cups), and shaving a lemon. The sugar mixture has to cool before you pour it over the crackers and running short on time I stuck it in the freezer with a large metal spoon in it to help draw out the heat. (O Pioneers! Did you do this, too?)
At 6:15 p.m. in a bit of a hurry and disbelief, I crumble a tube of Ritz Crackers into a premade pastry shell and pour the 2 cups of somewhat-cool liquid over it. It is incredibly soupy. Undeterred I roll out the second pie shell and haphazardly
cover the “pie.” Liquid oozes out. Hm. Can this be right??
I pull out a large roasting pan to port my uncooked pie and amble down to the street, now late. Even though I’ve covered the pie in tinfoil, sugar-water is escaping and sloshing all over the sides of the pan. As I make the four-block trek I politely steer my curious burden around groups of neighbors along the sidewalk.
Now, this potluck I go to each month has a very high purpose. It is with a group of women who have committed to making a monthly donation to four nonprofits working to alleviate global poverty, despite the fact that none of us are wealthy, and several have been in job transitions. (Want to know more? Read about us here.) Guilt settled in as I sloshed my way up the steps to the dinner. After all, this group believes in fair trade, buying produce in season, and shopping locally. One friend is actually a farmer, another grows food for inner city school kids.
And here I come with fake pie.
As the hostess settles the pie into the preheated oven, I grin sheepishly and shrug. “It’s surprise pie!,” I say, and offer no more information. Soon a delicious cinnamon aroma drifts from the kitchen and I’m already getting appreciative remarks from my friends who are anticipating dessert. Ahem. (Did I mention feeling guilty?)
As we assemble around the coffee table, two pies are set out. Mine, and a homemade strawberry rhubarb pie. Vanilla ice cream, too, of course.
Kim, the one who works on farm to school projects, took a brave, large piece. I encouraged her guess the “secret” ingredient.
“I taste lemon!” she declared. Anything else? “Potato?” Nope.
“How much butter is in here?” Neeka asks. Um, depends on how you define that.
Now deeply ashamed, I reveal the secret crackers. There is a pause, midchew. But I am quickly reassured that it actually tastes quite good! The lemon sings, the salt tantalizes, the butter soothes, and the cinnamon tricks. All this magic prompts a discussion about how easily we are fooled by food and by the way, did anyone realize that McDonald’s apple pies are made with potato? (Snopes debunks this claim, however.)
In any case, it was a sweet ending to our potluck. And Kim graciously reassured me, “Ritz Crackers are never out of season.”
Touché, Michael Pollan.
Mock Apple Pie
Pioneering spirit
1 3/4 cups water
2 cups sugar
2 teaspoons cream of tartar
2 tablespoons freshly squeezed lemon juice
Zest from 1 lemon
2 pastry pie shells
1 3/4 cups Ritz Crackers, coarsely broken
2 tablespoons butter
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
Preheat the oven to 425 F. In a saucepan, heat water, sugar, and cream of tartar to a boil and simmer for 15 minutes. Add lemon juice and zest; let cool. Line pie plate with pastry. Place broken crackers in crust. Pour cooled syrup over crackers. Dot with butter; sprinkle with cinnamon. Roll out top crust; place over pie, crimp, and make fork holes for steam. Bake for 30 to 35 minutes. Serve with vanilla ice cream. Grin.
Cooking tip: Use a vegetable peeler to gather the lemon zest, being careful to not scrape off any of the white rind.
wow! so sorry I missed this one 🙂
You are only the second person in my entire life I have known who has made this pie. I did ask the first person why she made it. I believe it was curiosity.
You say your guests guessed that the secret ingredient was lemon, or potato. Does that mean they thought it was delicious? Lemon-potato pie with cinnamon?
Are you going to next make (forgive split infinitive; at times they are allowed, really!) the tomato soup cake? I made it once and when I told people the secret ingredient after no one could guess it, no one would eat it anymore.
Sheesh. Just because it’s pink and very spicy.
Lemon-potato pie; tomato spice cake; I say why not?
Sorry about the shooting. Hope the shooter missed all possible targets.
Love your blog, Kendra. BUT you have clearly never tasted my father’s apple pie. If you had, you would never have wanted to dabble in anything else (Ritz-related or otherwise).
🙂
p.s. With all this rain, we might need a soup for “July Gloom.”
Sarah, please post your dad’s apple pie recipe! Would love to see it.
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