The Pie Society

Lordy, I’m running late. I guess I’ve just been busy. Moonlighting as a crime fighter  can take up a lot of time. Honestly, do you know how long it takes to patch holes in a neon purple super suit? But enough of the rambling fantasies I’ve tended to take lately (that have frequently been about my dear Benedict Cumberbatch in all his cheekbony yumminess). Let’s get down to business. I made this pie with spring in mind. The seasons are just turning here, and that basically means going from cold to slightly less cold and occasionally sunny. It also tends to rain for weeks, which is nice for a few days, until you start noticing that you haven’t been properly dry for a while. Mildew is always a pain to scrub off your skinny jeans. But for some reason, the produce is still freaking amazing. I pared about four cups of strawberries and mixed it with some sugar, flour, and cornstarch. I also made a quick pie crust (which actually tasted pretty good this time- there have even been some requests for an all crust pie from one of the chair ladies) which I mixed with a little brown sugar. Then I whipped up a topping of flour, sugar, oats and butter, with just a little spice. I filled the crust with the strawberries and poured the topping on top (no way!) and baked it at 400 degrees for 20 minutes, then reduced the heat to 375 for 40 minutes. After letting it cool, I served it to the drooling connoisseurs. I admit to agreeing with my darling soeur that it was a bit too liquidy, but reviews were positive as a whole. I think in the future I will put a bit more butter in the topping- it turned out a bit dry. But all in all, a good creation. Enjoy!

I really like people sometimes. Even if I don’t know them. It’s a little weird- sometimes I’ll have these days where I’m like “Acquaintance? Hug for you! Enemy? I don’t hate you as much! Random guy in a suit? Looking good! Random guy in a van who offers me candy? Sure, why not!” But they’re high points. I do manage to sustain a fairly stable emotional level most of the time, thanks to pie and books and other people (and two kinds of medication). So when a chairlady who is very dear to my heart asked me to make a pie for her art teacher who is named Miss (not sure if it’s mrs or ms or what but whatever) Pie, I was naturally thrilled to express my love for the whole world through a medium that doesn’t involve white vans. I started off with a new kind of crust which I loosely based off a recipe for vanilla sugar cookies. I did add a few more spices and flavors, so it didn’t really end up tasting like sugar cookies, more like vanilla cake. She had requested a pear or plum pie, so I decided to use some lovely bosce pears, which I skinned and mixed with a half cup of sugar, rosemary, and a teeny dash of cinnamon. I put it in the cake-cookie-crust lined pan and baked it for 30 minutes at 350 degrees. While that was baking, I whipped up a really yummy glaze for the top. I took a cup of powdered sugar and mixed it with about 2 tablespoons of white wine, a bit more rosemary, and a pinch of my secret ingredient (which I’d like to keep secret for my own enjoyment. Don’t worry, it’s not illegal or dangerous. Just dangerously yummy! *ba dum tiss*) Once it was done baking, I took it out of the oven and let it cool while I went to see a pretty cool movie about Robert Kennedy in South Africa called A Ripple of Hope. It’s pretty good, and I hate to shamelessly endorse it here, but I would recommend seeing it. Please don’t throw tomatoes. Once it cooled I added the glaze and voila, Miss Pie! If you want to make this for yourself, I’m going to be adding a new section to my site with all the recipes written out, so watch for that. Enjoy!

Well, with the restart of school came the inevitable, partly dreaded, partly feared, pep rally. Ah yes, that lovely time when we gather together and celebrate team spirit by listening to an awkward teenager tell us that (insert indecipherable acronym of an obscure club here) meets on Tuesdays in b-11, enjoying performances of the cheer and dance teams by either trying not to or staring blatantly at their spandex, and watching other people who are more popular than you do ridiculous things, and all in the name of our glorious school. So, to lighten the occasion afterwards, I concocted a little something to enjoy. I started out with a baked Safeway crust (note to anyone who bakes: Safeway pre-made crusts taste like Betty Crocker had one too many margaritas on spring break from American Icons University and then barfed on a pie tin) then filled it with JOC’s butterscotch cream filling. Then I topped it with raspberries and chopped pecans. Rating were good, but it seems consensual that it was not my best work. Well, as with rallies, it can’t be good every time. Well, it can, but then you’d start to creep people out. Even Ash Ketchum had to stay 13 for 20 years before he got anywhere close to a Pokemaster. In hindsight, that was probably a bad example. I’m pretty he’s on a metaphorical hamster wheel going nowhere fast. Let that be a lesson to you, kiddies: don’t sign on to be a child star or a Pokemon trainer. Well, anywho, that’s that. Stay tuned, because we’ll be inducting our first member soon. It involves silly hats and a silver pie server. Enjoy!

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