"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anais Nin

"I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye.
I think he's making something special and I'm smart enough to try" -- Obstacle 2 - Interpol

Sunday, October 17, 2010

"Pie is home. People always come home."

Nectarine-Raspberry Pinwheel
   Today while I was driving home from the last (big sigh) sailing outing of the year, "Impossible Germany" by Wilco came on my ipod shuffle.  Even though I am not sure what exactly is going on in that song, it struck me as the right song at the right time.  That, in my opinion, is the best thing about listening to music.  Get the right song at the right moment and the whole world around becomes fuzzy and distant.
   We all need things in our lives that help transport us into the now, whether it is music, poetry, baking (my favorites) or something else.  You have to find it and own it.  Even if you feel like the biggest nerd walking on the planet 'cause you are interested in something crazy-goofy, you got to own it.  The reality is that everyone is crazy in their own special way.  Some people are just much better at hiding their own brand of insanity.
   What, you say, does this have to do with making pie?  I will tell you: the right pie at the right moment is perfection.  Actually, that is true for all food.  And especially if you share food that you make with others.  I mean, I have been making enough pie that I need to share it.  Otherwise, I could end looking like the blueberry girl in "Willie Wonka".
   Let me share a little secret though - I love giving pie to friends, it makes me happy.  As Ned said on "Pushing Daisies", "Candy might be sweet, but it's a traveling carnival blowing through town. Pie is home. People always come home."

    Take a listen - Impossible Germany

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