Tonight is the night that I start baking for the BAKESALE! I’ve taken three trips to three different stores on my bicycle and am finally ready to start making some crusts. Once I’ve earned my lady bakership, ages and ages from now, I’m thinking I might splurge for a car to make the gathering of groceries that much easier. Or perhaps a driver. yeah, a driver … “Driver, take me to Trader Joe’s… we’re out of flour.”
First things first. The title of this post is entirely thanks to Randy.. and I think it has the potential to become the slogan for the ‘tour of pie’ because, duh, I’m keeping my eyes on the pie prize.
NEWS! I have news. My bourbon bacon pecan pie is going to have a trial run this weekend at the Pork Shoppe, here in Chicago. I’m absolutely thrilled, and while it will be short lived because I’m leaving for Seattle in two weeks, I’m just so happy that strangers will be eating my pie. So, if you’re in the area get over to the Pork Shoppe and get yourself some BBQ and a teeny pie.
The tour of pie starts in two weeks and I’m itching to get started. It’s going to be really hard to leave my home (not my literal home because, like I said before, I’m a homeless vagabond) but my Chicago home, which includes wonderful friends, favorite food spots, and an overwhelming sense of security and calm. I feel as though I’m about to leap out of a plane without a parachute. So, naturally I’m feeling nervous, excited, terrified, and a little bit like I should scrap the whole idea and just go back to normal life, because who jumps out of a plane without a parachute?! But maybe I do have a parachute and it’s just oddly pie shaped. Certainly, no one ever achieved lady bakership by not doing anything.
I just have to remember to keep my eyes on the pies.
I’m headed to Seattle on the 3rd of September, so if anyone has any suggestions of things I must see or do while I am there to make it feel a little bit more like home please feel free to share.
The last two days have been all about pie, surprise surprise. I needed to bake two chicken pot pies, a french silk pie with strawberries and a strawberry rhubarb birthday pie. And since I am a homeless vagabond these days, baking pies means baking with friends (aka. using friends for their kitchens… and company!!) The chicken pot pie came first and I was lucky enough to have help with the insides, thanks to one Duncan Miller. I have a feeling that Duncan is going to be a huge collaborator when it comes to savory teenypies… we will call them Duncan Specials, and they will be a huge hit.
French silk came next and Jenn wanted to learn how to make it, and as I was teaching her the wonders of making a graham cracker crust and whipping chocolate and eggs together I came to the realization that I love creaming butter. My favorite part about french silk pie (aside from eating it, of course) is whipping butter and sugar so fast that it becomes a bowl full of fluff. Creaming butter. I’m not sure that there is anything prettier.
The third part of the ‘evening of pie’ was the strawberry rhubarb in which everyone came together in a lovely unspoken collaboration. Everyone had a job that they neatly fell into and we all worked toward the final pie. Every so often as I’m making pies (especially with friends) I get a glimpse of what my life may be like when all of this works out and suddenly I’m filled with this unbelievable sense of joy. It’s a very settling feeling, to know that right now I’m taking the very first steps towards a future that I can fully embrace. And the hours will be long, and there is bound to be a time where I will feel as though I couldn’t possibly make another pie, but those feelings will pass, and there will always be pie and friends to share in it!
I’m leaving Chicago (just for a little bit!) to go on what I’m fondly referring to as my ‘tour of pie.’ Which means that over the next few months I’m going to be hopping from state to state to apprentice at different pie shops. SO, to kick off the trip I’m going to have a big ole party and BAKESALE.
I would love love love to see all of your faces before I start my wild jetsetting adventure, and I’m not gonna lie, I would love for you to buy a pie so you’ll have a little something sweet to remember me by… and so I can eat food while I’m volunteering my life away!!
We are going to offer three different kinds of pies so if you’d like to put in a request when you are RSVPing, then I’ll know how many of each to bake. There will also be a surprise batch of teeny pies, and I’ll have lots and lots of ‘crusts’ to offer. I’m also going to go ahead and offer a delivery service for anyone that can’t make the party but would still like to order a pie… I’ll deliver Monday, so LET’S EAT SOME PIE. There will also be drinks, duh and other baked treats, if pie just isn’t your thing, so please come say goodbye and put on the pressure for me to come back soon :)
All the official details below. I love the whole lot of you, and would just like to say thank you right now for all the support and help you all have given me over the years. There is no way I’d be able to go on this adventure right now if it weren’t for each of you! Thank You Thank You.
Who: Teeny, Jenn and Duncan
What: A sendoff bakesale/party
When: August 28th @ 3pm
Where: Jenn and Duncan’s Apartment
Why: To say goodbye to ME and to EAT PIE
Bourbon Bacon Pecan - 25
Bluebarb (Blueberry + Rhubarb) - 20
Sweet Potato - 20
*all the pies have a whole wheat crust and don’t forget I’ll deliver!!
Sound good?! … it sounds good to me! Call or email if you have any questions, and let me know what kind of pie you want!!
I’m an aspiring lady baker with a newly found passion for pies. For as far back as I can remember, I’ve been baking. It started with my mom (quite the lady baker herself), who used to provide me with miniature sized tins of whatever she was making so that I could bake right alongside her. Recently I’ve decided that becoming a lady pie baker is what’s going to make me the happiest. So, onward and upward and all things pie. I’ve been baking pies for friends this past year, and next month I’m starting what I’m fondly referring to as my ‘tour of pie.’ I’ll be going all over the United States apprenticing at a slew of different pie shops, to learn as much as I can before embarking on my own lady bakership. I just made that term up, but I like it. “lady bakership”
First stop is High Five Pie in Seattle, Washington. I hope Seattle is ready for TeenyPies, because I’m certainly ready for Seattle.