I’m a decent cook. I can follow a recipe well enough, and fuss with it a little to better suit our tastes. And I can make a fair job of making something edible (maybe even yummy) out of odds and ends from the cupboard the night before grocery shopping day. I’m not a natural cook, though. And I really suck at a few things, chief among them is pie crust. I fail completely at pie crust. Yesterday Granny Melissa mentioned on twitter that she was making pumpkin pie and I was like omg I want pie! I remembered I’d seen Joy the Baker’s recipe for No-Roll Pie Crust and thought hey, I should try that!
Well, I did. It was pretty easy and it looked like hers. I think it was a little too thick in the “corners” (what do you call that place where the bottom meets the side of the pie plate?). And I baked it a little too long, so the crust was a little too crispy. Still, it didn’t piss me off making it, which is a vast improvement over the last time I tried to roll out pie crust. And the flavor was good. I’ll definitely give it another try. I suspect it will never be as good as Granny’s pie crust, she’s the Crust Goddess (hahahaha!), but I think it’s good enough and way better than the aggravation of rolling. Me and rolling pie crust = no good.
Did I take a photo? Why no, I did not! Imagine every other pumpkin pie you’ve ever seen and there you have it. Also, I’m pretty sure if I say pumpkin pie enough times, all y’all will have made/coerced someone to make/bought/stole one for yourself within a day or two. PUMPKIN PIE OMG THE YUM PUMPKIN PIE!
Also, today suuuuuuuucked. First, Ed’s bike took a vacation from working, he’s still not home from work so I’m praying his bike doesn’t fall apart from under him out there at 10:30 in the windy cold. Also, early this year we had water leaking from somewhere in/under/somewhere around our shower and the management company’s crew of workers installed a new shower stall and a couple of months after that, water started leaking in the wall somehow and got wicked up under the wall into the living room where it made squishy carpet and moldy spots on the back of a bookshelf and Ed’s desk. They “fixed” it but Sunday I noticed it was happening again and so I had to dismantle half the living room again. To say it’s a nightmare is somewhat of an understatement. I have stacks of books all over the place and Ed’s desk is in the middle of the living room and it’s all driving me insane. They came and “fixed” it again today and lo! it seems they didn’t actually “fix” it the first time and in fact, probably caused the problem when they replaced the shower stall all those months ago. Only now my bookshelf and Ed’s desk are pretty much toast. So I’ve written a letter and provided photos and am really hoping they are going to replace my furniture because if not, Ed will have to sit on the floor and I will live with stacks of books on the couch forEVER.
So yeah, I’m not a great cook. And also, I’ve been sort of moody lately, which is how I say, yes, I know I haven’t written in my nearly-new blog for like, um, a week or more or whatever, a while because I was feeling so whiny I couldn’t figure out what to say that wasn’t all waaaaah. I do have some crap written in my paper journal (which I should take a photo of because my journal is so cute!) that I want to finish up and post here, so maybe soon I’ll stop being all moody, which, maybe will be soon because I have PUMPKIN PIE YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT THE PUMPKIN PIE!
Heh.
(also, before I started this sentence here, wordpress told me I had written 666 words because I’m the Devil, hahaha!)









October 28th, 2009 on 1:32 pm
Hmmm, I’m suddenly craving pumpkin pie.
October 28th, 2009 on 11:52 pm
damn. now i want some pumpkin pie. or chocolate. maybe chocolate will help. :)
October 29th, 2009 on 7:33 pm
All Hail My Royal Crustiness!! (hehe)
I’m glad they turned out well for you, and you have hopefully found a way of making pies without making your brain bleed. Yay for more Pie!
And those bastards at your apt. complex better PAY UP for all the grief and damage they’ve put you through. Let me know if i need to pick up the phone, disguise my voice, and give them a little “encouragement”. Unlike you, if *i* get caught, there ain’t no jury in the world wouldn’t buy my insanity plea! ;)