Back on the Pie Way
I’m headed back out on the Pie Way to share the craft of crust. This time I’m heading to Santa Barbara, my beloved hometown, for workshops. I love walking in the neighborhood where I grew up. It’s a quiet part of town just a few blocks from the Old Mission rose garden. From middle school and all the way through high school, I walked through that garden every day on my way to school. My week there will be especially poignant as undoubtedly I will see some of the destruction and loss from the horrendous flooding that took place earlier this year. Earthquake, fire, flood are disasters that no one wants to experience, but it was a way of life growing up in Santa Barbara, a town right on the San Andreas Fault. My mom and grandmother told me their stories of experiencing the earthquake of 1925. I remember in the early 1960’s watching fire light up the hills at night, both beautiful and frightening. A few years later my dad helped evacuate boarding students from Marymount School when another fire threat loomed. After the fires, came the flooding, but nothing like what was experienced this winter. So, off I will go today with my rolling pins, hoping to spread a little pie love. I’ll check in as I can. Have a great week!
Much love to you all,