Episode I: Pumpkin Pie
The folk making this pie are, however, not into cubing and steaming pumpkin for hours on end. We are can-opening type of folk. And by "we", I of course mean myself and my carefully chosen Blogger Piefest 2005 phone companion. I chose for my baking partner a folk in Missouri named Baker-Man Dave, whom I love bossing around and whom I could convince to make a pie with me.
Dave got into his baking gear, and went to market. I pulled jeans on over my pajama bottoms and threw a jacket on over my tank top, and went to market. Then we assembled the ingredients.
Here are my ingredients. Notice the broken crust, already. It is a granola crust (yum!) that I tried to take out of the foil pan to put into the glass pan, because I am a snob. The wages for my snobbery is crumbs.
Here are Dave's ingredients. Notice how he tries to hide the Cool Whip behind the pie shells, as if we wouldn't notice. Show the world your non-dairy whipped topping with pride! After this photo, I have no more evidence of Dave's pie-making. You'll have to go see how it turned out; I do know that he had to bake it extra-long because I think he was following the high-altitude directions, and also because he didn't preheat the oven as told. We did have a wonderful talk while we were baking. Some topics this talk included were:
- Christmas wreaths, like the huge one I got but can't hang until I find the door hook
- Golf and something called a "humdinger", which is when you pay a certain sum of money for a do-over in a tournament.
- Calzone
- Shower gel and its benefits
- How beautiful I am
- How to make the pie, which is why we were talking in the first place! Hello!
Pie-Related Events in chronological order:










This was a really great way to spend part of my Sunday. In conclusion, I would definitely like to try more pie experiments with Dave sometime soon. Next weekend, join us as Monkey and I make his favorite dish, Pu Pu Platter. Until then ... Bon apetit!
13 comments:
Mulligan, dammit, MULLIGAN. Remember, it's like the stew only without veggies, meat and broth and WITH golf balls and shots into the woods.
Why did you leave off the part about huffing all the nitrous from the Readi-Whip?
I thought that was the main reason people made pies.
FOM, lets hang and huff some nitrous and get whipped!
I love the red plate. And the pie looks delicious. Mmmmm.
i kinda lost you as soon as you said punikin pie(it's proper name). then a truly historical dream which i cant recount here occured and i suddenly found myself typing in your comments. i do like punkin pie. nice pics btw- better than some folks half nekkid thursdays. gets me more excited at least
do you have real life moments, or is your life now staged, digital cam in hand, for mere exploitation and pseudo-fame within the blogsphere?
hmmm, thought-provoking. I actually didn't even eat the pie, I just blogged about it & then didn't really know what to do next.
Still not my favorite pie, but I'll make some German Chocolate with you. Or carrot cake. Or something else. Sardines?
I'm going to admit that the word Piefest didn't register as Pie-Fest. I honest to God thought it was a word I didn't know. I had to read piefest three times to realize. (don't forget to tune in for Calzone and me do methfest. good times)
Oh, and don't EVEN act like you didn't shoot the Redi Whip directly into your pie-hole.
looks good to me!
;)
Spinning Girl, I must say... under my breath... your response to a certain comment made me giggle wildly. Wildly I tell you!
And I love the bake off idea! I was on the edge of my seat to see if one of the pies would fall or turn crispy with neglect. I'm making PuPu Platter next week?
Can we do something like Veggie Lasagne? Or Banana Bread? Just asking...
I'm excited!
i do believe anonymous is correct. your life is staged...just like his intelligence. some folks like to document stuff. they're called memories you dingus (i like that word).
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