Blueberry Cinnamon Pie

You know how some people have a love language for gifts, touch, words, quality time, or service? Well, I’m pretty sure the love language in this house is pie. Specifically, this blueberry cinnamon pie.

We love it and it makes us happy. We don’t eat it too often (mostly for special occasions), but that just makes it even more special when we do get to enjoy it.

The week before my husband left for one of his deployments (back in 2014), he bought blueberries to make our favorite blueberry pie. Only one thing led to another and he didn’t get around to making it. (Let’s just put the blame on the military for throwing a bone in that plan.)

The morning of his departure, I saw the blueberries sitting there on the counter and I got pretty sad. Sad that he was leaving and sad that we wouldn’t share our pie together after all.

So I decided right then and there, while he was scurrying around the house to pack his last-minute items, that I would make a pie.


Now, pie making is not my area of expertise—it’s where my husband excels.

He makes the most delicious, tender crusts all by hand and puts extra love and care into the filling. Love is essential when cooking and baking, by the way.

But me? Besides making him lemon meringue pies (one came out in the form of soup) for his birthday occasionally, I stay away from pie-making.

But I needed that blueberry pie, and I especially needed it on that particular day.

So I got out the cookbook, flipped to the flour-dusted page for pies, got out a bowl and measuring cups, and started making a pie.

I didn’t get all fancy with the crust—Pillsbury is a-okay in my book (I convinced my husband to buy it during our last shopping trip, because I didn’t want his hands tied up for too long making the crust/pie), so that eliminated one of my pie-baking fears.

When it came time for the filling, my husband let me in on his secret ingredient—the most delicious thing that sets his blueberry pie apart from any other I’ve ever tasted: cinnamon. He doesn’t just add a dash or two. Nope, he adds heaps of it—maybe 2 heaping Tablespoons or more. And it makes it taste amazing.

“Basically,” he said, “When you think you’ve added enough, add a lot more.” Done and done.

We decided to leave the house around 10:30 am that morning, and the pie was scheduled to come out of the oven at 10:15 am. Once I did the math and realized he wouldn’t be able to enjoy any of it, I was crushed. He loves pie and had I made it earlier in the morning or even the night before, he could’ve taken some with him.

Unfortunately (or fortunately in my case), there wasn’t enough time for it to cool, so we left the house with the pie still bubbling thickly on the counter.

By the time I came home a few hours later, the pie had cooled and left a nice aroma in the air—a welcome treat when coming back to an empty house.

In all honesty, I forgot about the pie that night (actually, it’s because I gorged myself on delivery pizza and didn’t have room for a single bite of dessert), but it called to me the next morning.

I promptly took a fork out of the drawer and dug in for breakfast. No need for plates since that sucker was all mine!


The pie lasted a little more than a week and each bite tasted better than the last. I’m 100 percent positive that’s the first time I’ve ever eaten an entire pie by myself (nope, I didn’t even give a bite to Julia—what a horrible mom I am). 

Here’s the recipe, by the way, so you can indulge in this yourself:

Blueberry Cinnamon Pie
adapted from Better Homes and Gardens

2 pie crusts
5 cups fresh blueberries
1/2 cup sugar
3 Tablespoons all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon cornstarch
2 (heaping) tablespoons, cinnamon
melted butter or milk (optional) 
cinnamon sugar (optional)

Preheat oven to 375-degrees. Place first pie crust in your pie plate; trim pie crust, if needed, to the edge of the plate. In a large bowl, combine blueberries, sugar, flour, cornstarch and cinnamon. Stir the berries until everything is completely coated. Mash a few berries to get their juices flowing. Dump blueberries into the pie plate. Transfer remaining crust and cover berries, cutting out shapes or slits for air to flow through. (Optional: brush crust with milk or melted butter, then sprinkle with cinnamon sugar.) Bake for 30 minutes or until filling is bubbling and the top is golden. Wait for it to cool before you eat it. Seriously, wait. Otherwise you’ll burn your mouth and then you’ll be sad.


  1. I've never liked the idea of blueberry pie, but this picture may have just changed my mind!!

    Also, you've been on my mind a lot since your husband deployed. Hope all is going well.

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