It’s late summer and the berries are ripe and the apples are coming on. My sweetie and I have a tradition of riding our bikes down the road on a summer’s evening when the air is cool and picking enough wild blackberries to make a pie
Now, I am not the best pie baker, and sometimes I have been known to purchase a crust (Trader Joe’s is the best) but this time I dove in and made a gluten-free crust. We both agreed it was pretty good. Raymond likes Ice cream on his pie and I prefer yogurt.
Now the thing about eating a fresh-baked pie is that it’s pretty hard to be depressed about the world at large when you’re digging into a warm concoction of sweet berries and crust. In that moment nothing exists but the pie and the people enjoying it.
Never baked a pie? Don’t be intimidated. Have someone show you how to bake the crust, watch a YouTube video or just buy one. The fruit part is easy and it must be fresh!
Pie makes people happy. They should serve it at peace negotiations. Sit down at the table and serve the slices to the ones you care about. Serve with coffee, tea, and ice cream, or whipped cream if you prefer. Spread a little joy one pie at a time.
(sketches from my day planner)
Learn about the history of pies by watching this video