Easy as Pie

“In my element.”  That’s the thought that was going through my mind as I headed out of the house yesterday morning to do some grocery shopping.  With Pi Day coming up, I’ve been busy with the prep work.  Organizing things is just about my favorite activity and Pi Day needs all the organization it can get.

Before hitting the grocery stores, I have to pick the pies.  I go through all my appropriate cookbooks and pick out recipes that sound good to me, mark them w/ post-it notes and write them down.  When I’m done with that, I cull the recipes down to 12 (always making sure I have our four regulars listed.  Then I make a list of ingredients, cross check it against what I already have on hand and then head out.  Had to hit three stores to get everything (including finding golden syrup without having to make a separate trip to World Market!) and it took four trips from the car to the house because I packed all the bags at Aldis pretty heavily.

I have two to-do lists for Pi Day… the lead up to Pi Day list and the Pi Day list.  The lead up is all the stuff I can do a day ahead (crumble topping, pre-baking shells, putting out plates/napkins).  Then the Pi Day list is sorted in the order that the pies need to be done The secondary sort is by oven temperature.  The baking times are also on this list so the minute a pie goes in the oven, I can put the cookbook away.

Add making placecards, nametags with this year’s pie clipart and setting up a station for some temporary tattoos that I found and, voila… party time! 

I’m not sure what it is in my personality that all this makes me quite happy, but it does!

How to bakers dress up?

36 thoughts on “Easy as Pie”

    1. I found some temporary tooth tattoos online and couldn’t resist them. It’s a bunch of pi signs with different colors and patterns. I don’t know if anyone else will be interested but you know you can never just buy one of these, so I got the pack. There’s plenty to be had if anybody wants to have a temporary pi tattoo besides me. Pretty sure I’ll be the only one wearing a pi themed T-shirt.

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  1. Jacque–

    with a large parsley spring behind your ear, but with it visible beneath the beg poofy hat.

    What is the word for the big poofy hat? Toque!

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    1. And a good thing too. Because if everybody were into organizing and hosting theme parties, none of the the rest of us would have any spare time because we’d be busy going to the parties organized by our friends.

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    2. I was talking to my mom and she said “you make ALL the pies?”And when I answered in the affirmative, she said “why?” To which I responded “how long have you known me?”

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  2. at my house bakers wear a pair of jeans a sport coat and if I remember, a white apron from byerelys baking department . I had 20 of them once but I believe 18 of them have been relocated by my in house organizer

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  3. Come to think of it, I do have a costume for any baking or cooking. Since I find aprons cumbersome, I wear my most comfortable (elastic waist) jeans and a sweatshirt or top that’s pretty much ready for the wash.

    If I have to wear clean top, I try to match the color to whatever I’m cooking.

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        1. It may be generally considered a “chick flick,” but I’d say, anyone who like Julia Child would like it. I’ve seen it three times.

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  4. My godfather, also my uncle, was a baker. I was pretty young when he died, so I don’t remember him all that well. My sister remembers that when we visited at their house, we would eat dinner early, about 4:00 or so, and then he would say goodnight and go upstairs to go to bed. He had to get up at maybe 2:30 or 3:00 to go to work. 

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    1. When I was working in the airport hotel in Greenland, the far end of the kitchen was sealed off from the kitchen by glass walls. This was our bakery.

      Our baker was a Dane in his mid twenties, a great, even tempered, and hard working guy. He worked independently of the kitchen staff, and though our hours were crazy – working split shifts two days a week due to catering the food for the airplanes – his were consistent, but very early. By the time the rest of us would start working at 6:30 AM, he’d already have fresh breakfast rolls ready by our first coffee break. He took very good care of the kitchen staff, and we took good care of him, but was never part of our rooftop parties late at night.

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