The Pie and I

November is the official beginning of pie season, which never actually ends



Illustration by Brad Fitzpatrick

For giggles, I posted a photo of four ugly pies on Facebook. It sent my followers into a twitter of dismay and disgust. “These ugly pies keep coming up in my feed,” one friend wrote. “Please, please make them go away.” The baker had sliced the crusts into grotesque faces — eyes half-closed with cherry filling seeping out, twisted mouths drooling blueberry, nostrils crusted with peach juice. Not funny, my friends said. Not funny at all. Post what you want on FB, but do not mess with pie. Pie is a sacred cow.

When my book “Live Free and Eat Pie” came out, some thought it was a cookbook. It’s not. It’s a guide to New Hampshire geography, history and tourist spots. However, when the book scored me an invite to judge a pie contest, I accepted with relish.

Trouble was, I liked them all — the blueberry, the pumpkin, the peach (oh my lawd, the peach!). The mincemeat, not so much. The only meat pie I enjoy is Memere’s tourtiere.

The other judges offered sage and sometimes tart comments on each entry:

“Piquant yet creamy.”

“Butter in the crust?”

“Cornstarch? As a thickener? I might not have made that choice.”

“A slight resistance to the bite but not crunchy.”

“If it were pasta, it would be al dente.”

 “What do you think, Rebecca?”

“Um ... yum.”

“What about this one?” “Um ... yum yum.”

“Yes, but what does it taste like, Rebecca?”

“Tastes like more.”

After sampling a high pie with fluted edges, the real judges exchanged looks of horror.

“What’s wrong?” I said.

“Taste it,” they said.

I did. They stared expectantly. I caved and made a sour face.

“Ah,” they said. “Ever so slightly,” they said, “the crust tastes ...” They couldn’t say the word aloud so they mouthed it. “Burned.”

In my world, if it ain’t black, it ain’t burned, but I deferred to their sensitive palates. Then, the final horror. The real judges gasped at the very sight of pie #10.

“Is it?” one said.

“I think it is,” the other said. “What?” I said.

A real judge whispered, “Store-bought crust.” We shuddered as one.

Confession: I sometimes use store-bought crust. I know it’s wrong, but making crust from scratch is time-consuming and messy. Also, the perfectly rolled, lard-based crust that lifts from the board in one smooth sheet eludes me. My crusts are Frankenstein monsters — lumpy and pieced together. Patchwork. My pies are ugly.

But the family gobbles them up just the same.

If you don’t know the legend of the Moosetud Pie, here it is. In the logging camp, absent a professional cookee, one logger had to do all the cooking. Feeding those lumberjacks was a colossal job and Sis got stuck with it. By tradition, the first man to complain about the grub had to take over. After about six weeks of thankless toil over a hot woodstove, Sis decided he’d had enough. He burned the pancakes. Nobody complained. He hot-peppered the beans. Delicious, the loggers declared. He boiled the venison. Nobody said a word.

In desperation, he took to the woods, collected two quarts of moose droppings, and baked them into a pie. Max liked the looks of that warm pie. He took a big bite. “That pie tastes like moosetuds,” he shouted. “But it’s good.”

A minister got caught in a similar pie dilemma. Lucy, a member of his congregation, presented him with a homemade apple pie. That evening at supper, when the family tucked in, it was clear that Lucy had mistaken salt for sugar. The pie went swiftly to the compost pile.

At church the following Sunday, Lucy asked the minister how he’d liked her pie. Being a man of God, of course, he could not tell a lie. “Lucy,” he said, “I’ll say this much — that pie didn’t last long at our house.” 

Humorist Rebecca Rule has written lots of books about pies and other inherently amusing stuff.

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