Have you ever made something with the intention to share it, but then, you know, it looks and smells so yummy that you end up taking it all for yourself?
I tossed together the ingredients while the kids sat at the table eating lunch. My plan: let it bake and cool while they nap and afterward we'd deliver it to a friend on a playdate.
But the aroma was intoxicating. I could hardly stand it. The kids napped a full 2 hours, so I was all alone with the pie. It was torture. When B padded downstairs, hair a tangled nest of sleepy curls and shirt damp with sweat, she climbed into my lap and rubbed her eyes and said, "Mommy, can I please have some pie?"
And so we did. We were selfish. And it was sooooo good.
Anyone else see the movie "Waitress" with Kerri Russel? I have to admit, I wasn't a fan of pie until I saw that flick. Yes, I grew up in the South. And southern women do love their pie (bless their hearts). But I hadn't realized that pie has a soul...and until you look past the ingredients to the soul of a pie, you'll never fully appreciate it.
In the movie, I loved Jenna's pie metaphors. Despite their whimsy, the recipes sounded (and looked) pretty tasty:
I Can't Have No Affair Because It's Wrong And I Don't Want Earl To Kill Me Pie: Vanilla custard with banana. Hold the banana.
Earl Murders Me Because I'm Having An Affair Pie: You smash blackberries and raspberries into a chocolate crust.
Pregnant Miserable Self Pitying Loser Pie: Lumpy oatmeal with fruitcake mashed in. Flambé of course.
And so, in honor of Jenna, I present to you, dear readers:
I Never Was Much Of A Southern Belle Till I Moved Out West Peach Pie
8-10 ripe peaches, peeled and sliced (an easy way to peel them is to boil them for 1 minute and then rinse in cold water. the peels fall off)
1/2 cup of brown sugar (more if peaches aren't super ripe)
1/4 cup of flour
sprinkle of granulated sugar (just 'cause)
some butter (1/4 cup or so)
dash of cinnamon
Combine ingredients and pour into pie crust (I used a premade crust from Trader Joe's). Bake it at 400F for 15 minutes and then turn the heat down to 350F for 30 more minutes. After that, I turned the heat off and let it cool in the oven, which helped it set nicely.
As you combine the ingredients, you need to sing the following tune:
"Baby don't you cry, gonna make a pie, gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle
Baby don't be blue, gonna make for you, gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle
Gonna make a pie from heaven above, gonna be filled with strawberry love
Baby don't you cry, gonna make a pie, and hold you forever in the middle of my heart."
Serve pie warm.
I promise there will be more pies, and we'll share next time.