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Lots of Pies… and Butterflies!

18 Aug

How could it be that a month has flown by and I’ve not sat down to write about pies?  Actually, there are many reasons, most notably my Dad’s hospital stay and subsequent recovery.  This experience has been exhausting for both of us and I guess this is my main excuse for not writing. However, that has not kept me from baking!

Dad is getting stronger each day and as you can imagine, much of my summer has been focused on his care and recovery. However, if you know me at all, you know that I have found time to make quite a few pies. Truly, I think that baking has helped me to keep a positive focus.

The first pie I made during this last month was a quiche for my Dad’s surgeon, Dr.Monte Stewart.  I greatly appreciate all of the time and care that he gave to my Dad. (I also brought Banana Blueberry Muffins to the nurses at Asante Ashland. They were so wonderful… I can’t thank them enough!)

quiche prep dr. stewart

A short time later, I made a gluten-free blueberry peach pie for my friend Marcia because she is always doing things for others.  I found her at home recovering from a minor surgery and really in need of a pick-me-up.  It made me glad that I was able to do that for her and I just love when this project works out like that!
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Yet another quiche was delivered to a friend who is caring for her ailing husband.  I love them both dearly and any time they allow me to bring food I feel honored to be allowed into their close family circle.
 
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At the end of July my Dad celebrated his 79th birthday.  As he was (and still is) in a skilled nursing facility, I brought him a pizza “pie” to share with some of the other clients there.  When I walked into the dining room, I overheard a woman named Linda say to her friend, “She’s (referencing me) is my new best friend.”  Then Linda wheeled herself over to my Dad’s table and quietly waited.  After I served Dad and his table mates, I turned to Linda and said, “Are you my new best friend?”  She seemed surprised but then smiled as she realized I’d heard her… and then graciously accepted a slice of pizza.
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After the pizza was served, I gave out slices of Raspberry Peach pie.  The moans of delight coming from those folks was music to my ears! 
 
Then there was the Paleo-Peach Pie that I made for a friend who is experiencing major challenges.  This pie was my way of recognizing and supporting her during this  trying time.  Here is the recipe that I found on http://www.scrawnyWOD.com.
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Last week I made another raspberry peach pie… and delivered it to my friend Robbin.  Years ago she was part of the Conservation Commision (her area of expertise is water conservation) and more recently she has been helping my friend Claudia with estate sales.  A short time ago I was at one such estate sale and found several pie dishes there.  When I asked Robbin how much they were, she took them to Claudia to ask.  Later I found out that Robbin had bought them for me!  I really don’t know what she thinks I need pie dishes for….but I wanted to thank her for thinking of me just the same!
 
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As we chatted, I told Robbin that years ago another woman had told me that she had quit baking (and began painting) because she saw baking as a “temporal” art.  For a while that made me sad because it’s so true.  The things that I bake are here today… and gone tomorrow (if they last that long).  
 
Yet temporal though they may be, over the last few years I have learned that some of these gifts of pie are remembered long after the pie has been eaten.  Perhaps like the butterfly effect, each pie, though small, may have more impact than I can ever realize.  It’s not a bad thing to hope for anyway!
 
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The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

Rabindranath Tagore

And lastly, a silly picture of my family…  I am one lucky lady!

 
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Pi Day… and more pies!

15 Mar

P1000610This past week has been filled with a variety of pies!  The week began on Sunday when I donated this Apple Crumb Pie to the Schneider Museum of Art  as one of the raffle prizes for their annual Bridge and Brunch fundraiser. It’s been my honor to cater this fundraiser for the last few years and I am delighted to serve this great organization.

Then on Wednesday I attended my last Italian class for this term.  A few classmates offered to bring something to celebrate our “success” thus far with this romance language.  One friend made a delicious Tiramisu (which translates to “pick me up)”, while another friend brought along a sparkling beverage to toast our health. Our lovely teacher brought grilled vegetables (verdure grigliate) and I crafted this vegetarian pizza “pie.”  Che divertimento!

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Before I went to class on Wednesday, I dropped off another Apple Crumb Pie (do you get the feeling that I like making this pie?) to our friend, Noah, who was hosting two Japanese students at his home.  The Japanese boys had been hosts to Noah (he went to Japan with the Ashland High School football team last summer) and they’ve kept in touch since then. Noah had extended an open invitation to his hosts to come and visit Ashland and stay at his home and they finally took him up on it!  I think it’s really wonderful that these young men are creating a lasting bond.  It gives me hope for the future!

P1000611And then yesterday was Pi Day… you know, 3.14, or March 14.  Pi (Greek letter “π”) is the symbol used in mathematics to represent a constant — the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter — which is approximately 3.14159.  I wish my math teacher in high school had brought in some real “pies” when she was teaching us this stuff.  I am sure that I would have paid MUCH more attention (and maybe even become a different kind of pi lady altogether!)

In honor of Pi Day, I brought a quiche to the medical staff who are tending to my Dad.  He’s facing some health challenges right now and I wanted to show my gratitude to them for their care and concern.  It is most appreciated.

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“Cooking is like love – it should be entered into with abandon, or not at all.”  Harriet Van Horne

Pizza Pie for the Nurses in rehab… and a “Virtual” Pie for Jan in Boise

10 Apr

 

Pizza Pie

Cheese Pizza from Napoli Pizzeria

Yesterday was the last day my sister Janice could be here in Florida for a while… and it was also the day our nephew Wayne arrived from Memphis.   Usually at meal times we try to eat with Dad in the dining room but on this night we decided there was cause for celebration and so we called Napoli Ristorante and Pizzeria to order a pizza.  We discovered that there was a special on Tuesdays and so instead of getting one pizza, I ordered an extra one for the nurses who have been caring for my Dad in rehab.  It seems that bringing food (which I view as showing a little love) to those who care for our loved ones is a nice thing to do because sometimes those people (who work 12 hour shifts) don’t have the chance to take care of themselves properly.   Hey, just because this blog is about pies it doesn’t mean that I have to make every one… I just have to give them away!

Dad enjoyed the little bit of pizza he ate and we were able to spend time together as a family almost oblivious to the reason that brought us all together.  It was a good moment in an otherwise very stressful time.  In fact, while Dad doesn’t look “great” in this photo, Janice and I both know how far his recovery has progressed.  Just last week he was lying in a hospital bed eating what they lovingly refer to as a “soft, mechanical” diet and yesterday he was sitting up in a wheel chair making jokes and eating pizza.  We have come a long way and I am thrilled!

Dad with Wayne, Janice and Karen

Wayne (in his Navy Uniform), Dad, Janice, and me

One last thing I’d like to share is this phone call I had with Alaska Airlines agent Jan in Boise.  I wanted to extend my visit here so that I could be present for the surgery that my Dad was scheduled to have this next week (my original ticket had me leaving yesterday morning).   When I dialed the number for Alaska and told Jan what I needed to do and why she listened, took the information, and found me a return ticket for next week.  Then she told me that the change in fare was $58 and there was also a $100 change fee.  I asked how to appeal the change fee given the circumstances and then said, “Never mind.  I’ll worry about that when I have more time.”  Jan asked me to hold a moment and a few minutes later came back on the line and told me that she had asked her supervisor and could waive the change fee for me.   I was truly amazed and deeply touched that she did this on her own; in a time like this, every act of kindness is so powerful and appreciated more than you will know.  So, to Jan in Boise I would like to send a virtual pie for her assistance and her compassion – Alaska Airlines is lucky to have you!

“There’s very little in my world that a foot massage and a thin-crust, everything-on-it pizza won’t set right.”  
―     G.A. McKevett

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