I feel so accomplished looking down at a half-eaten pie, knowing I made that happen.
And speaking of pies, Sean and I spent 2 hours making these babies yesterday.
I know. I know. Tiny pies of adorablesness. As i've said before, I love small things. The A pies are little apple pies. The B pies are blueberry. Then there's lemon which = scooping a blob of lemon curd into a pie shell. Fancy. Have I mentioned how much I love the curd? Then the 3 pumpkins, and to the right are 3 banana creams, aka one slice of a banana on the bottom and vanilla pudding on top. ARGGGH so cute! Love the singular banana slices. And the pudding was delish. The chocolate is ganache a la Sean with a miniature peanut butter cup nestled in the middle. GAAH. Too much smallness. Too much!!!
Well, the annual pie/chili cookoff is next weekend. Are we competing? Probably. My goal: Make an unextraordinary pie yet make it look amazing and give it a fancy name. I'm pretty sure that is key in winning. Because when you've got yourself a "Lemon Berry Souffle Pie" that looks like this, how can you not win? But we won't make that one again. Probably ever. Ever.
Wish us luck.
And how are you doing on your pie-eating quest this fall? Good luck to you.