

I had this discussion with a coworker of mine. She found it hard to believe that making pies for me was rather therapeutic. There would be times at work where all I could think about were pies. I would see what people were eating for lunch and thought, wow I could make a pie out of that. I was recently asked to make a chocolate bacon pie, to which I laughed but still thought of it to be a great idea. I'd have to use "Fake-on" of course, as my brother-in-law calls it. Mmmm that actually sounds good. But seriously, some days especially after a bad day at work, there is nothing more I would rather do than to run my fingers through butter, flour, sugar and milk and to roll out what my idea of a perfectly looking pie crust would be.
To date I have not attempted to go back and perfect my black berry pie. Frankly, the only reason I attempted it was because I was told that this person loved black berry pie. Soon enough I will have to revisit this area and get it right. Really not so much venturing out and being creative but actually sticking to a recipe, THEN letting the creative pie thoughts take over. lol. Scary.
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