Sorry about the length of time between posts, but a bunch has been happening recently (i.e. I've been lazy) and I haven't had the chance to get to it (i.e. I've been lazy). I'll do better in the future.
Anyways...
As I look back on the many happy moments of my life, I realize that most of the happiest involve food. Weather it was Thanksgiving, a family reunion or something as simple as a Sunday dinner with family and friends there has always been food. I think I love these particular events due to the fact that those I love the most are present. It becomes an event, not just a meal. The food is just gravy. Mmmmm, gravy!
Maybe that's why I'm fat.
But it's true, I love food. Who doesn't? Food is the one thing that we all have in common. We all need to eat. If we're rich or poor, we all have had an experience with food. It's the great equalizer.
It can also be a great comfort.
When I was growing up, I was lucky enough to have a "stay at home" mom (and I just want to say thank you to all of you stay at home moms for giving so much to your children! There is a special place in heaven for you all) that also happened to be a wonderful cook. Often times, after a difficult day at school, I would come home to the smell of one baked good or other floating through the house. In an instant the horrid events of the day would be gone, replaced by the wonderful taste of homemade brownies or cookies. So, the love affair with food began at home.
Hopefully for most of us it does.
But I think that in this low-carb, sodium free, sugar free, no taste world that we live in we sometimes forget to stop and enjoy, truly enjoy food. Don't get me wrong, though, I think that healthy lifestyle with a balanced diet is a wonderful way to live, and those that know me can assure you that I could use a tad more balance in my life (for instance, I recently discovered that the food pyramid does not consist of bacon, pie, cake and sausage. Go figure. But for the reasons that bacon is so tasty, watch the video below.)
All I'm saying is, we need to sometime slow down, stop counting calories and have a piece of pie!
Which brings us to the topic at hand...
PIE!
Who doesn't love pie? O.k., to both of you out there that don't like pie you can now stop reading and go to a blog about basket weaving or something (here, I even found you a link: http://southeastohiomagazine.blogspot.com/2009/02/exploring-art-of-basketweaving.html). Now we continue with the flaky goodness that is pie!
The older I get, the more I enjoy cooking, and it all started with chicken fried chicken. Chicken battered and fried with country gravy, delicious! I then decided that I wanted to try my hand at pie making. I went online, found a recipe and got to work. My pie of choice: Strawberry Ruhbarb. Heaven in a flaky crust.
Well, I made the dough for the crust, mixed the filling, all from scratch, and baked my little wonder to golden perfection! I thought it turned out perfect, Stephanie thought it was a tad too tart. I really hopes she's liking that basket weaving blog...
Anyways...I was excited at the triumph of my pie making adventure, when my dear friends, Laine and Guy experienced a tragedy.
(I will continue the saga in a while...stay tuned)
Anyways...
As I look back on the many happy moments of my life, I realize that most of the happiest involve food. Weather it was Thanksgiving, a family reunion or something as simple as a Sunday dinner with family and friends there has always been food. I think I love these particular events due to the fact that those I love the most are present. It becomes an event, not just a meal. The food is just gravy. Mmmmm, gravy!
Maybe that's why I'm fat.
But it's true, I love food. Who doesn't? Food is the one thing that we all have in common. We all need to eat. If we're rich or poor, we all have had an experience with food. It's the great equalizer.
It can also be a great comfort.
When I was growing up, I was lucky enough to have a "stay at home" mom (and I just want to say thank you to all of you stay at home moms for giving so much to your children! There is a special place in heaven for you all) that also happened to be a wonderful cook. Often times, after a difficult day at school, I would come home to the smell of one baked good or other floating through the house. In an instant the horrid events of the day would be gone, replaced by the wonderful taste of homemade brownies or cookies. So, the love affair with food began at home.
Hopefully for most of us it does.
But I think that in this low-carb, sodium free, sugar free, no taste world that we live in we sometimes forget to stop and enjoy, truly enjoy food. Don't get me wrong, though, I think that healthy lifestyle with a balanced diet is a wonderful way to live, and those that know me can assure you that I could use a tad more balance in my life (for instance, I recently discovered that the food pyramid does not consist of bacon, pie, cake and sausage. Go figure. But for the reasons that bacon is so tasty, watch the video below.)
All I'm saying is, we need to sometime slow down, stop counting calories and have a piece of pie!
Which brings us to the topic at hand...
PIE!
Who doesn't love pie? O.k., to both of you out there that don't like pie you can now stop reading and go to a blog about basket weaving or something (here, I even found you a link: http://southeastohiomagazine.blogspot.com/2009/02/exploring-art-of-basketweaving.html). Now we continue with the flaky goodness that is pie!
The older I get, the more I enjoy cooking, and it all started with chicken fried chicken. Chicken battered and fried with country gravy, delicious! I then decided that I wanted to try my hand at pie making. I went online, found a recipe and got to work. My pie of choice: Strawberry Ruhbarb. Heaven in a flaky crust.
Well, I made the dough for the crust, mixed the filling, all from scratch, and baked my little wonder to golden perfection! I thought it turned out perfect, Stephanie thought it was a tad too tart. I really hopes she's liking that basket weaving blog...Anyways...I was excited at the triumph of my pie making adventure, when my dear friends, Laine and Guy experienced a tragedy.
(I will continue the saga in a while...stay tuned)
I enjoyed reading about your mom's talents in the kitchen. One of my fondest memories as an adolescent was going to your house and into the aroma of dinner cooking. Always something hearty and fresh.
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