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Nope, I’m not going to show you the picture. I had something happen to a pie that has never before happened to me. Here’s the story.
Yesterday, I create a pie recipe for a project on which I’m working. It turns out great and I am delighted with it. One of my neighbors, who is a regular taster of my work, says she would love to have a couple of slices to share with her husband. She lives just around the corner and offers to walk on over to get them. I say, great! I cut and place about 1/3 of the pie in a pie pan for her, place it on the kitchen counter, and fill the kettle with water for tea. She arrives. We admire the pie. I give her a cup of tea, and a small sliver of the remaining pie so she can taste it. She gives me her feedback. She loves it.
My son arrives to see if I’m doing ok during these big snows we’ve been having, or need anything. (Proud Mama moment: What a wonderful son and nice person he is!) I offer him a piece, which he accepts. Another thumbs up. 🙂
There’s a knock at the door. It’s the mail carrier who hands me a parcel for which I have been awaiting. It’s a baking book. Big surprise, right? He’s been out there braving the elements of the snow storms we have been having in Western Washington for days, so I ask if he would like a piece of pie. He says yes, and I invite him to join us at the table. I take it as a good sign when his fork quickly heads back to the plate for a second bite. He loves the pie, and leaves with a big smile on his face.
After my son leaves, my neighbor and I chat some more, and we finish our tea. I go into the kitchen to get the pan with slices that I have set aside for her to take home. Well, I misjudge the distance, and bump the pie pan. It falls face down on to the floor and pieces of pie splay out from it. I can’t believe it! This truly has never happened to me before, and nope, I’m not going to show you the picture. I think you can see it clearly for yourself already in your mind.
Oh no! I hope we find out in your next book which pie hit the floor😊 have a great day!
Indeed you will!
OH MY!
I worked at Crazy Erics years ago as a waitress – Sunday was the BIG pie day – taking the lemon meringue pie out of the TALL pie cabinet — it slide towards me – hit my chest and did a big slide down the entire front of my uniform (we had to wear uniforms there!) – the boss got a good laugh even though that was significant income that now rested on the floor.
Flying pies – the best!
Oh my Gosh, Bonnie! Flying Pie! Totally the best!
And Mr. Fez and Greta Pie turn to each other and say say, “The moment we have been waiting for, a floor pie party!”
Was the flavor Floorida Key Lime?
It wasn’t but you made me burst out laughing with that flavor! Thanks Anne!
At least you had already done what you always do, and that was to open your door wide to all comers ( son, neighbor, mailman) and shared another now famous pie with everyone within walking distance! A short but happy and appreciated life of the infamous pie- the pie that jumped out of the plate!
The fork ran off with the spoon, and the pie jumped out of the plate! 🙂
Well, you cant cry over spilt pie… or something like that!
Hey, a pie rhyme too.
Cry over pie? Love it and it begs another pie making session today. 🙂
So happy that it wasn’t you that hit the floor
Me too!
I’m making pie today for a friend who just started chemo yesterday and this post makes me very nervous!! Or, as we say in the novel-writing world–great tension building.
You will be fine and what a lovely thing to do for your friend. I’ll be remaking the pie today and thinking of your friend, too.
Cry over the pie, LAAAUgh over the mental picture. I’m seeing it as a blueberry pie- for the best contrast. I did the same thing in my Italian Mother- in- Law’s dining room. But with leftover lasagna. On cream berber carpet.
Oh dear! I bet that was dramatic!
“When the Pie hits the Floor ” why does that sound like a good title for a chapter in your next Pie Book ? Adjustments, Changes and Challenges in Pie Making ! Flavored with stories of Chaos, Catastrophes, Comics , and Confusion ***. My boys were laughing and talking away while waiting for me to carry the newly baked whip cream covered chocolate pie to the table * Not seeing the family dog under my feet, I tripped and watched the treasure flip midair and land on the floor , half way onto dining room ! Everyone froze and the cheerful noises went silent after a collective gasp ! The dog and I were okay, but the pie wasn’t ** All eyes were on the Pie ! Deep breath ** Okay guys, get the spoons ** Yup, boys,dog, husband and pie all on the floor !! Now I didn’t intend for them to eat it off the floor but my husband was incouragable ! 43 years later they recall it as one of our most memorable family meals ** p.s. The 🐕 did not die from eating chocolate pudding **
An excellent idea! And Drue, your story is hysterical! YOU should write a book!
Well Sorry to say I am glad that “Expert Pie Maker” can also do unbelievable things. My story is worse! invited my neighbor over to share Chicken Pot pie that I had left over from the holidays and had frozen and was now baking in the oven.
As I need to use a walker I have a stool in my tiny kitchen that I sit on when preparing meals. Well, As I sat on the stool with my massive potholder gloves on……I open the door and reached in to pull out the jelly roll pan with the pie on it when as I lifted the whole thing out the pie slid off the pan and fell face down on the floor.
My friend said the look on my face was worth losing his dinner and said ” Are we serving Pie on the floor now?” I was horrified and just could not believe it happened. Need less to say….I hold onto my pies and lift out of the oven and do not lift out the jelly roll pan. He has not let me forget how I served him dinner.
Oh Phyllis- What an image that is! I love these stories of flying pies.
Heartbreaking, Kate! But, then the pie will live on in the memory of your friend and the mailman. And, it really does make for a good story.
It reminds me of the beautiful deep dish stoneware pie plate my sister had given me as a birthday gift. I decided that the first pie I baked in it would be shared with her and my extended family. So I baked a lovely apple cranberry pie with a crumb top. As I was walking up the rather large steps to her house, my foot caught the last one and I lurched forward. Unable to keep a hold of the pie, I watched in horror as it flew over the railing and crash landed in a cobble stone flower bed. It was demolished. Unfortunately (or fortunately), no one else saw this happen. I had been carrying a second pie underneath it, and walked in to tell the story. Everyone ran out to look at the “crash site.” For quite a while, my nieces and nephew would offer to “escort” me and my pies into her house.
Now, it just makes me smile. At least, your pie was sampled! Thanks for sharing!
When folks say things like “what is it about pie?” This is what they mean. It’s the stories and memories that it evokes. Thank you for sharing yours, Bob.
I see a children’s book in this story…The Flying Pie or How the Pie Flops or some fun title. The best part of the story would be how you shared the pie with a neighbor, your son and the mailman. You could even have some math involved although don’t ask me to help in that department…when they were handing out math brains, mine went to the next gal in line. Thanks so much for sharing your everyday life stories.
You are brimming full of wonderful ideas, Judy!
Off subject …. you may enjoy Mary Pipher’s book… author of Reviving Ophelia…… WOMEN ROWING NORTH….have to be AT LEAST in your middle/late 60’s to fully “get it”! One of the best books about how awesome it is to age!
I love her books. I’ll just put a hold on it at my local library. Thanks for the recommendation, Gretchen.
Oh, I’m so sorry. But. Similar stuff happened to Julia Child a lot…and mostly on television.
Thanks, Irene. I am delighted to be in such fine company!
I lost a whole pie, hot from the oven, that I was transporting to the table on a cookie sheet. My apron got caught, I was stopped in my tracks, and the pie continued forward, landing on the floor. Pie happens.
Pie locomotion!
Oh no Kate😫🙄😞🤗. Yes I can see the picture. Wow I feel so sad for the pie. Well at least the most important people got to have a slice. Redo😍
Yup time for a redo. That’s why I consider myself a practitioner…always learning!