Eat More Pie, Half-Pint

Apple pie
Apple pie (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s National Pie Day—the edible kind with the ‘e.’ Please don’t make me watch another video with a song to memorize 3.14…blah, blah, blah—and what is the point of knowing all those numbers again?

My favorite pie was once Peanut Butter. I had a boyfriend in college who told me he tried to make a peanut butter pie for me but accidentally dropped it while taking it out of the oven. I still think he was lying because any peanut butter pie connoisseur knows it’s a chilled dessert, and the few that touch the oven should only do so at the crust stage. But what do you say to a guy who makes up something he thinks will please you? You kindly say nothing—and then you begin to wonder what else he might be coming up with just to make brownie points. (Looking at it from his point of view, it would’ve been a good idea to get out of a relationship with a paranoid girlfriend.)

My favorite pie is Apple now. Very American of me, eh? My quest for the perfect apple pie began when the kids and I read Farmer Boy by Laura Ingalls Wilder. Almonso’s family ate apple pie for breakfast and lunch. They were always eating apple pie. I thought if they could do it, so could we. So we did. We ate thick servings of mouth-watering, tart Granny Apple slices topped with a beautifully browned lattice crust and cooked in caramel sweetness.

I make one a month on average. I tell myself they are much better than the Oreos and powdered donuts that my husband and kids would eat if I didn’t. When he calls from work to check if I’m still alive, I like tell my husband, “There will be apple pie when you get home!” Then I feel like I have my own Little House on the Prairie.

 

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Author: Rilla Z

I'm a scribbler. I'm genuine. Sometimes I'm too genuine. My topics of interest are: this world, the worlds inside my head, and the world to come. Oh, and cups of tea. Yes, I write about my cups of tea.

8 thoughts on “Eat More Pie, Half-Pint”

  1. I love all kinds of pie, especially apple and blueberry. Up here in the great white North (Niagara Falls, Ontario) I’ve always been told that Northern Spy apples were the very best pie apples, but for just plain eating I love Granny Smiths, especially if I can get some from New Zealand. BTW that picture at the top of your blog is taking hold of me. It looks scrumptious. I will be fantasizing about it for the rest of the day. Maybe I can talk Michelle into making one.

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    1. I’ve never had Northern Spy apples! Looks like they are tough to get where I live, but I would love to do a Northern Spy vs Grannie Apples taste test. I have a feeling it would take a good many bites. 🙂

      Just the aroma of apple goodness in the kitchen brightens everyone’s mood, which then brings general goodwill to all. So, talking someone into making an apple pie counts as a good deed. Thanks, Paul!

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    1. Anytime I find myself wanting to say, “Stop eating those rubbery cake rolls! Doesn’t it bother you that the top layer peels suspiciously like dark tree bark?” it becomes an apple pie occasion. 🙂

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