I’m going out now…
…to pick up an apple pie I ordered for Thanksgiving. I’m bringing it to my brother’s celebration, where there will be a ton of other desserts and a lot of people.
I was going to make a pie rather than buy one. Haven’t done that in a long time, and I thought it would be fun. But I couldn’t find my pie plate! Spent over an hour looking for it (or them, rather; I used to have several) last night, to no avail.
Where are they? In storage? In the dim recesses of some closet, where I couldn’t see them even with the help of a powerful flashlight?
Where, oh where, are the pie plates of yesteryear?
Maybe you’re using them under your plants? 🙂
Where have all the pieplates gone?
One word: FRISBEE!
Frisbee – Wikipedia
I didn’t know that people made pies any longer.
One benefit of SoCal is Marie Callender’s pies (or maybe the chain is nationwide now.)
At any rate, Happy Thanksgiving. In ways it seems like the holiday that has stayed closest to the original meaning–notwithstanding Black Friday and the hype around that. Families still make the effort to gather.
I’ve lost so many things through the years, because of misfortune and various moves.
They’re in the rings of Saturn, along with all my lost socks.
miklos000rosza Says:
November 21st, 2017 at 4:37 pm
I’ve lost so many things through the years, because of misfortune and various moves.
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I managed to keep track of things immediately after moving and putting them away; it was the following years of shuffling and loaning to kids that give the term “senior moment” its pathos — now I only remember where they used to be.
PS we have great local thrift stores, so I usually just go get a new old pie plate, or whatever, when I need one, with the unfortunate consequence that, when my closets are finally emptied, my house will look like an episode of “Hoarders.”
vanderleun Says:
November 21st, 2017 at 4:11 pm
Where have all the pieplates gone?
One word: FRISBEE!
Frisbee — Wikipedia
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Now I have that mindworm of a song playing in my brain —
I solved the frisbee problem by buying ceramic pie dishes instead of aluminum ones (they look nicer on the table as well).
An apple pie made with Granny Smiths, I’m sure.
Maybe you gave pies you made and they were not returned.Tastes vary but Granny Smith pies are not for me.Cortlands, now there is a great pie.
Two pie plates with frozen crusts, $3 at the supermarket. Sweet potato pecan pie with Chantilly whipped cream and vanilla ice cream for Thanksgiving dessert. You just gained a pound by reading this.
My pie plates—made of heavy Pyrex—would make rather poor Frisbees.
I’m going to guess that you took pies to Thanksgiving at somebody else’s house and left without your pans. It’s too bad we aren’t closer so I could lend you some — I inherited pie plates from my mother and, including the ones I already had, now have about seven of them. I do make pies for Thanksgiving, but not that many!
I am sorry to hear of your lost plates.
You seem far too well organised and systematic a person to have misplaced them.
I suspect that Aesopfan may be right when he suggests you’ve probably loaned them out and they haven’t yet been returned.
That’s the reason I never loan books. With all the best will in the world they just never come back and invariably lay, innocently forgotten, on someone’s bookshelf.
Growing up on a diet of the Brady Bunch, et al, Australians of my vintage marvelled at the exotic sounding varieties of pies you people make for your holidays: pumpkin and sweet potato pies sound very strange to our ears although I don’t doubt they are delicious.
Might I recommend, regardless of whether or not your plates ever turn up, that next year you consider making or ordering Australia’s national holiday pie, the Pavlova:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pavlova_(food)
The “Pav” simply cannot be beaten and is the world’s greatest desert. (Which is why the New Zealanders unjustly claim provenance over it).
I recall that you once mentioned having had an antipodean room-mate so I suspect you may have already partaken of the mighty pav.
Apart from its wonderful taste and texture the pav also has the advantage that if you take just one bite you won’t feel the need to sugar your coffee for the next six months.
Stephen Ippolito
Sweet Potato Pecan Pie
2-3 sweet potatoes (1 cup cooked pulp) – Beat until smooth, 2-3 minutes, DO NOT OVERBEAT
1/4 cup packed light brown sugar
2 Tbsp sugar
1/2 egg, beaten until frothy
1 Tbsp each–unsalted butter(softened ),vanilla, heavy cream
1/4 tsp each–salt and cinarnon
1/8 tsp each–allspice and nutmeg
TOPPING: 3/4 Cup each–sugar & dark corn syrup
2 small eggs 1 1/2 Tbsp melted butter
2 tsp vanilla pinch salt, cinammon
Beat 1 minute at slow speed; ADD 3/4 cup pecans(pieces1/2)
BAKE IN 6″ CRUST AT 325 FOR 1 3/4 HRS
Chantilly Cream
2/3 cup heavy cream
1 tsp each–vanilla, brandy, Grand Marnier
1/4 cup sugar
2 Tbsp sour cream
Refrigerate bowl & beaters until very cold
Beat cream,vanilla,brandy, Grand Marinier–1 min., med speed
Add sugar and sour cream
Beat at med. speed for 3 minutes, until soft peaks form
DO NOT OVERBEAT
Serve on Sweet Potato Pecan Pie
Ou sont les neiges d’antan?
The last time I saw a reference to the poem was in Heller’s Catch-22 when Yossarian cried out ” Where are the Snowdons of yesteryear?” following the death of his friend.
Well done Neo.
Thank you, Paul.
That’s very nice of you.
I will definitely be baking it.
So many advantages to reading Neo’s blog.
Poor Frisbees but lethal weapons. Probably try to get you to register them, soon. That’s good. When you can’ find them, a man from the government can come to your house and show you exactly where they are.
John Cornyn, [Rino] Texas appears to be cosponsoring legislation to register guns. Must be looking to retire.
Stephen Ippolito:
“Organised and systematic”? Maybe in my thought processes, but definitely not in my drawers or closets!
And yes, I once had a roommate from New Zealand. I don’t recall her ever mentioning the Pavlova. But guess what? I tried making one a couple of years ago. I forget what the occasion was. It came out pretty well in terms of taste, but a bit sloppy. Here it is:
Are your pie plates possibly at your brothers house, from those times you made pie in the past?
You already have a pie, but a nice rustic galette doesn’t need a pie pan.
It’s short crust pastry rolled out in an extra wide circle on parchment paper. The center is piled with a pie amount of fruit, sugar, cinnamon and butter — leaving about 4-5″ edge.
Then fold in segments of crust, sort of pleating them, all the way around. brush with milk, sprinkle with sugar.
Slide the paper and pie onto a cookie sheet and bake, in a preheated 425 oven, for about 35 min, till brown, like a pie.
Maybe I’ll make that to bring to my brother’s house this year.
That’s one really superb-looking pavlova, Neo.
Looks delicious.
Well done.
If you went out an bought another pie plate, it would be close in price to a baked pie. A side bonus, by getting a new pie plate, this would insure that the “lost” plates would be found. That always happens to me.
The suggestion that Neo’s pie plates are at someone’s house makes sense to me.
What would Thanksgiving be without pies? Apple, pecan, pumpkin….We all have our favorite recipes – or cooks.
Regarding commercial versus homemade pies, my bias would tend towards homemade. However, there is a barbecue joint in TX, Bill Miller’s, whose pecan pie has a very thin, crunchy crust that can’t be beat. H.E.B. and its Central Market offspring sell some pricey pies that come close to homemade quality. Others mentioned Marie Callender’s. A cousin used to manage a Marie Callender’s, until he took over his mother’s business.
As my sister’s and brother-in-law’s place in Florida is being upended by hurricane rehab, they are going to her stepson’s place for Thanksgiving. She was wondering what food to take for Thanksgiving. I suggested our grandmother’s apple cobbler. As it has only 3 TB of butter/oil in the crust, it is relatively low-fat- and delicious. My sister replied that she bakes grandma’s apple cobbler twice a week. For two people and leftovers, that translates to apple cobbler dessert nearly every day. It’s that good.
I’m baking pies this morning – for T’giving supper at a friend’s house- a pumpkin and a pumpkin cheesecake with a gingersnap crumb crust.
Were I closer to you geographically, I’d lend you one of mine – got quite a few, either tin, glass or ceramic.
And where are all the chargers for my various electronic devices?
Surellin:
Your chargers are in the clothes dryer, of course, with the lost socks.
By the way, my pie plates were Pyrex, and had sentimental value. A little, anyway.