My mother returned to work outside the home, when I was about 9 or 10. She enjoyed working, it also meant that my slightly older sister and I were home unsupervised for the summer. One day we picked apples from the tree behind the honey house, and made an Apple Pie. The pie was good, making the pastry was well shall I say messy. Rather than being pleased with the pie, my mother was furious about the mess that the pastry left behind in the kitchen, flour on the floor. I have to say, I was emotionally scared by the experience. I had an irrational fear of making pastry, that I have worked diligently over the past few years to overcome. I have gotten pretty good at it.
I like pie. Fruit pies, cream pies, custard pies, savory pies, and tarts. I don't often make them, with the two of us, and some responsibility to watch our diets (we try to limit carbs) pastry, like anything is okay in moderation. It is hard to practice moderation when a whole pie is in the house with just two people. We wouldn't want it to go to waste.
I seldom order dessert in a restaurant, then I will see something like the chocolate cream pie above, and order it instead of lunch. I don't know how the pickle ended up on the side, but it looks yummy.
What is your favorite pie?