3.14 Reasons to Bake Pie

Yep. It’s March 14. 3.14. Even though National Pie Day is in January, for math nerds, PI DAY is today! In honor of this day, I give you 3.14 reasons to bake pie.

pi oven1. Your house will smell incredibly delicious.

I was stirring up ingredients for pie at about 6:15 this morning. I started with Chocolate Chess Pie and later baked an Apple Pie. Our house is on the market, and it’s too bad no one came to see it today. They would have made an offer based solely on the smells coming from the kitchen this morning. It smelled like home, for sure!

2. You will make friends.

I was amused and honored this morning to open up my Facebook account and find questions from some of my friends and pie enthusiasts, “What are you making today, Pie Lady?” “Have you created a new pie concoction?” It’s nice to be semi-famous for something. And really, there’s no denying the POWER OF PIE. I can prove it. Yesterday, my 14 1/2 year old daughter, who by now could easily have moved on to the deep-sigh-eye-rolling stage of our parent/child relationship, said to me, “Hey Mama, ya know, tomorrow’s Pi Day. Don’t you wanna bring some pies to lunch?”

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Yes.

Absolutely, YES, you terrific kid who isn’t too embarrassed for her Mom to show up during lunch with a big ole basket of pie and a can of whipped topping. Yes. And just because you asked. And while I’m at it, thanks for knowing why March 14 is Pi/Pie Day. You rock, kid, and I love being your Mom.

3. People appreciate stuff you do for them–especially when there’s food involved.

I took the two pies to my daughter’s school at lunch time. She ran to greet me with a hug (day made), and after they ate lunch, her friends ate pie. Most of her friends chose the chocolate. She alerted her favorite teacher, who promptly rushed over from the teachers’ table to grab a slice of apple. Some boys at a nearby table enjoyed apple, and a few other lucky staff members got the last slices.

I love watching folks eat pie. It’s rarely a dainty process. They stab the first bite eagerly, almost always pausing for some kind of yummy noise–and after that, it’s a sticky-fingered, chin-wiping, fork-licking, eat-those-last-bites-of-crust-with-your-fingers delight. The look on their faces–appreciation. It’s a good look on everyone.

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.14 Pie tastes good.

That’s a short reason, but I only needed .14.

 

Happy Pi Day–and may your tomorrow be at least 3.14 times better than today. 🙂

 

Tiny Dishes, Big Joy

I can’t believe it’s been more than a month since I’ve baked a pie. Our family is planning a move, work has been busy, and our house is on the market (what’s more fun than super-fast cleaning up??). All of this stuff has cut a real slice out of my pie time. This evening, though, I managed to get in a quick sliver of pie-baking, much to my family’s delight.

This afternoon, when I was looking in a kitchen cabinet for something else, I found some wonderful mini pie dishes that I bought many months ago at a church yard sale.tinydishesWhen I first saw these, I fell in love with their tiny-ness (because the only thing better than something is a tiny version of that something) and also with the delicate little apple drawings on the inside of each dish. I think my favorite is the tiny basket of tiny apples.

We always have apples around at our house. Everyone here likes them, but especially my son. He’s discriminating, though, and often leaves even slightly bruised apples lingering in the fruit drawer. His rejects were perfect for tonight’s Mini Apple Pies.

It only took about four small apples, peeled and chopped, to make enough filling for these four little dishes. Also, I only used one store-bought crust to line all four pies. I used the leftover bits to make little hearts for the top of each pie. The filling was just apples, lemon juice, sugar, cinnamon, salt, and flour.

Mysteriously, it takes the same amount of time–about 45 minutes at 375 degrees, to bake these tiny pies as it does to bake a large one. There’s a math problem there, but I sure don’t know what it is. I just know that these little pies turned out perfect!

We had salad and chili stew for dinner. About halfway through the meal, my son announced with no reservations “I’m only eating this stuff so those pies will GET IN MY MOUTH.” Alrighty, then. Honesty all around.

minipieMy husband was not quite done working for the day, and he thought for a moment about saving his pie till later. I warned him that there was no way it would ever taste as good later. He caved and ate it right away. There is nothing in the world like warm pie. Nothing.

I finished my little pie, very satisfied, and gazed out the window as a steady rain began to fall. I chastised myself for putting those little dishes way up on the top shelf. They brought me–and my family–lots of yummy happiness. I won’t wait as long to bring them out again, and I think I’ll store them in a more “up front” spot.

 

“The key is not to prioritize what’s on your schedule, but to schedule your priorities.”

  –Stephen Covey

If something brings you joy, make it a priority. Forgive me, little pie dishes, I won’t neglect you for so long next time!