365 Pies to the Altar

365 Pies To The Altar

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Sunday is Pie day

Honest to Pete, I don't know where some people get the energy.
Some days it all I can do just to get up outta bed and head out to my crappy job.
  Well now....That's not entirely true. The part about my job being "crappy".
  I like what I do, really.
I work in a greenhouse...tending plants and helping customers, It's pretty cool &   I am good at what I do.
  Since discovering the joys of gardening myself, I think I understand what other enthusiasts want, helping customers find that perfect plant or garden design.. that makes all the other crap  I do bearable.
But in all honesty, I'd rather not work .

I have lazy tendencies.
I'd rather have a jammy day.
I'd  rather have several jammy days.

Unfortunately, the world doesn't permit me to live my life in  my P.J's.
And while I'm on the subject..
the world should not permit ANYONE  to live their life in P.J.'s,, ah hello??
Wal-mat shoppers !?!
Anyway..
We have to get up off our butts, get dressed and make the dough.
(hee hee)
 So YES .. I am lazy but, NO..
I  haven't the time for it anymore.
The Pie Quest shall be won.
I am committed to this  really I am.. but, week nights I have so little time.

I'll have to do my baking on the week-ends.
Sunday became Pie Day.
Simple enough.
My guy and I settled into a comfortable routine.
He'd pick me up on Fridays and I'd have my over night bag, C-PAP,
For those of you who don't know.. this is a sleep apnea machine..
yeah I know.. sexy, huh? Also an  assortment of baking utensils.
I borrowed Mom's rolling pin.
By Sunday morning I'd have my recipe from whatever site  popped  first, and away I'd go.
Pie #2   French Silk Pie.
I continued to have problems with my crust.
I figured it's OK if its a little  thick in parts,right?
Thick does not equal good.
And forget about the pinch, UGH!!!!!!!!
Again, the  filling wasn't the  problem.
The following week-end I made #3 #4 and #5  One large and two mini
 Coconut Creams.
Or as we now call them The Disastrous  Coconut Cream nightmares.
No words can describe the sheer pain it was to try to bite into that crust.
This  crust  actually  had the consistency of limestone, the taste wasn't  far from that either.
We'd ate spoon fulls of the filling and avoided the shell all together.

That's it...
This pie dough recipe had to go.


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