long time, no pie

I have these apples sitting on my counter.  They are a collection from the past few CSA produce boxes.  I think it’s time to make a pie.

More pie

Today, upon realizing the pumpkin pie was all gone, I decided we needed another pie.  Looking around at what I had with which to make one, I found a bunch of apples we have received in our produce boxes the past couple of weeks.  No, I know apples don’t come in bunches (I also have some grapes that came in the Thanksgiving week box, now that’s a bunch), but these aren’t apples of one variety, they are a diverse bunch.  Sort of like the kids I teach.  

I peeled, cored, and pared them; tossed in a bunch (there’s that word again) of sugar and spices and a little butter (everything I make has to have butter) and put it all in a crust from Whole Foods.  It’s baking in the oven as I write.

Although cake is my favorite, I find myself making a lot of pies.  Probably because I like pie too, and my hubby especially likes pie, and they are easy to make.  I was taking a pie to work to share when I would make them but have stopped.  The last two pies were hardly touched and I ended up throwing them away.  I think I’ve figured out the problem there–no one in our department wants to be seen eating sweets.  If someone brings cookies or candy, those disappear almost instantly because people can grab and run.  But pie? Pie takes a plate and a fork, and a knife to cut the pie.  Too much work and then someone will see you eating it.  So now I bake one pie and we eat it here at home or I take a slice to work in my lunch bag.  Then everyone looks and says, “yum, pie.”