Teeny Pies

Ya’ll I’ve been called out on my lack of blog posting here in Atlanta… I suppose you could take comfort in the fact that I’ve been doing a lot of book writing… but a fat lot good that does when you’d like to know what the heck is going on. 

So, now that it’s my last day in the ‘A’ what has this month been? 

work. work. and more work. I finally had the opportunity to work my tushie off this month. Every day that the pie shop was open, I was there, rolling and baking. It turns out, I’m quite an accomplished pie baker. When I think back to what I knew nearly a year ago and what I know now I am actually astounded. Slowly, and somewhat subconsciously I’ve actually been doing what I set out to do; becoming a pie expert. AND this week, this final and finished week, was the first week since my arrival that waking up at 4:30am actually felt ok. My body didn’t feel as though it were breaking every morning as my alarm gently vibrated me awake to the iphone tune of ‘harp.’ 

And biking to work this week (thanks to a lighter, faster, correctly sized borrowed bike) became a breeze. Everything has finally come together, just in time for me to leave. This tour of pie can sometimes take a toll. 

But the best part of Atlanta, by far, has been the friends I’ve managed to gather during this brief time. The girls at the shop were lovely and my fellow intern Belinda went out of her way to help me experience some great Atlanta spots. She was also a very consistent companion in coffee and conversation every day at the shop. My darling host, Kay Golan invited a few close friends to come play with pie this last weekend. We  filled her kitchen with wonderful smells as each of the ladies made their own pies from scratch. It was an official pie party and I was super proud of each of the lady bakers.

Also. I’ve been watching A LOT of Olympics. 

Now it’s time to fly to LA, and learn the business of wholesale with the seemingly delightful company ‘I Heart Pies.’ I’ll spend three and a half weeks in LA, then I’m flying to Chicago rounding up all of my worldly possessions that are scattered all over the state and drive them to DC with Aaron to start my new grown-up baker life. I’ve postponed my Colorado trip until January, where I can roll my Christmas trip home into a month of momdaughter baking… and that’s the next few months of the tour of pie. I promise to update more often so you follow along at home. 

bye bye Atlanta. helloooooo LA.

… doesn’t this new blueberry recipe look delicious? thanks Kim!