Well Blog, today I made pie. I made some pumpkin pie around Christmas time for something or other and mentioned that I needed pie weights, so Shawn, being the awesome listener that he is, bought me pie weights for Christmas. And proceeded to not do anything with them for months, despite Shawn gently hinting ove and over that he wanted me to make pie. I like to bake, you see. He cooks too, but I love to bake and when I cook, I want to cook big things. So, my friend and former roommate, Laura posted a pie she had made on facebook complete with the recipe. And I remember that pie. I have very fond memories of eating that pie. And while my baking/cooking skills are no where near Laura's I decided to be brave and adventurous and make a pie. A Peach Pie.
Before I could be adventurous and make the peach pie I had to make creme fraiche. Now, that's adventurous too. Who lets dairy products intentionally sit on the counter for 24 hours? Then, I had to make streusel. That turned out to be harder than the creme fraiche. (Just because I over mixed it the first time and it turned into more of a dough than a streusel.) And I had to par bake the crust. (I'm so glad I know that term now, I like throwing it out into conversation, like I'm some official pie maker or something.) But eventually I got to put it all in the pie shell (including the peaches of course) and put it in the oven and bake it.
And it turns out I made a couple of mistakes. Mistakes that I was warned about by the recipe maker. I was warned not to use a deep dish pie plate. So, I used the pie plate we got for our wedding. Which it turns out was a deep dish pie plate. So, the filling didn't quite . . . fill the pie. And the second warning was that I might want to cover the endges of the crust with foil while it was baking so as to not burn them. And I ignored that warning too, and since the pie wasn't full enough and the crust was burning, there was a lot of crust to burn. Oh well, it still tasted great! And the bonus mistake was that I had too many peaches, so tonight I went out, got me a shallow pie plate and made a second peach pie. And yes, I covered my crust too. I got to par bake again and to make streusel again. It was fun. Again. But here's my question, how are two people going to eat TWO PIES? We'll need help. Any volunteers?
Oh, and PS, making pie just remind me of the Pie Maker. Remember that show? Did you love it too?