I’ve done something extraordinary! Extraordinarily uncharacteristic for Holly, that is. Not Actually, something that anyone but me will think is so special or strange or amazing or stunning or CRAZY FANTASTIC… okay but, maybe those who know me well will understand! Are you dying of curiosity? Well….I made a PIE! Yep, you read that right…I actually baked a homemade pie…from Scratch! Crust and all! Yes!! I really did! Who knew I had it in me? Well, certainly not me, I’ve never even wanted to bake a pie…it’s just not something that ever even occurred to me to even attempt. I mean, other people like to bake and to make pies and treats but not me. I’m the one who keeps all those Frozen food companies in business! I used to frequent that area of the grocery store, in the day’s before Scott. And now, what’s happening to me? I mean, sheeesh! I’m baking now? HUMPH!
How did this happen? What could have prompted such a triumph of extreme baking??? It all first began when I noticed a berry bush in my backyard. This beautiful berry bush was just dripping in ripe purple berries. While Emma was visiting I pointed it out to her. And she immediately said, “lets go pick us some berries!” And before I knew it we were up there with ziplock baggy in hand, filling it up with delicious ripe berries. As I was picking them I was sort of wondering to myself, “what will I do with these?” Hmmmmmm…..Emma says, “you can make a pie!” (get outta my head Emma!) Huh? Me? ,”Sure!”, says Emma. Emma, of the amazingly good cook! Emma, who knows a thing or two about all manner of preparing delectable foodie type things. I don’t think she really get’s my very pathetic lack of talent or experience in the kitchen. Yes, I’ve been making breakfast and I’ve figured out how to bake cookies, but…PIE? Ummmm that seems a bit advanced for me. “Nah”, say’s my friend. “it’s simple”. She jotted down her crust recipe, which I was stunned to see had only 3 ingredients. Before we got in the car to take her to the airport she helped me clean the berries and she looked online to figure out just what type of berries they are. (good idea to make sure they weren’t gonna kill us!, that would be some pie!) Turns out they’re ollalieberry ! Yes, and I remembered that there’s a pretty well known little restaurant in a small coastal town called Pescadero, in California. This little restaurant called Duarte’s, is pretty famous for their Ollalieberry pie. Thank you Google! I found the Recipe, and the filling only has 3 ingredients….Okay, I think I can do this!
I must digress for a moment and tell you about my quest for one of the ingredients . So, let me backtrack a little, you see , before I remembered about the pie at Duarte’s I had found a different recipe that called for instant tapioca. Tapioca, okay, how hard could it be to find tapioca? Well….have I mentioned that here in Panama sometimes it’s not so easy to find certain things that, to us, may seem common ordinary things? Yes, you see where this is going…7 stores later I had to give up on my quest for tapioca! Add that to my list of things they just don’t have here. Okay, lesson learned, there will be no tapioca. Back to the drawing board. Going back to find a different recipe turned out to be a good thing after finding the award winning Ollalieberry Pie recipe from Duarte’s. The filling only needed the berries, sugar and flour! And Emma’s crust recipe only called for cream cheese, butter and flour….how easy is that!
The next day, I got out all the ingredients and proceeded to make my first ever pie, from scratch. Taaadaaaa! How rewarding to roll out the dough and place it in that pie pan, and then to plop (yes, ‘plop’ !) the berries in there (the berries that I picked from the bush in my backyard!) and roll out the top crust and cover up those beautiful berries and make it look all pretty. I cut a few little vent holes on the top and gingerly place that piece of lovingly made delectable goodness in the oven to bake. Hah! I had to goofiest smile on my face as I sat down to wait for it to bake. Pfffft! (such a dork, I know!) An hour later I glanced over at the oven to see smoke billowing out of the top of the door! GASP!! oh !@#$ It’s burning!!!!! I ran to open the oven door to see, that the berry juices had ooozed out onto the bottom of the oven, no, my prized creation was not burning…Whew! What a relief! Okay…relax. Deep breath…”But my, the crust looks amazingly light brown and I do believe it’s done!” (Yes, I often talk to myself, gotta problem with that? hah!)
That night, when Scott came home he was shocked to see what I had done! He was wondering what had happened to the Holly he knew! Maybe aliens had abducted her and left him with this baking goddess? “You baked a pie!” HUH? My Scott, just loves his deserts and he really loves any kind of Berry pie! I can’t tell you how much I admire all that he does every single day, building a beautiful home for us and working so hard. To be able to surprise him with something that makes him smile just warms my heart to no end! Now, I see how wonderful it is to be able to make something like a silly little pie. I think I just may be on to something! I don’t know that I’ll ever be a fabulous cook, but right now, just this moment, I baked a homemake pie, and that pie made my sweet hubby so happy….yep, my foray into the world of pie baking was a superb success! It not only tasted soooooo yummy, but it made Scott happy. Oh, I forgot to mention, I did go into town and pick up some delicious vanilla Gelato from our little Gelato store! Of course, you cant have pie without Gelato! We may not have Tapioca here but we have a little Gelato store to die for!! And served up with warm, homemade, Ollalieberry Pie…..Now we’re talkin’!