(1 Thessalonians 5:18, NCV)
Pies are a terrible American tradition. There are too many ways they can go wrong. Yesterday, as my friend cut into my family's traditional cranberry pie, she remarked how it reminded her of crème brulee. You know, crunchy on the top and wet underneath. I assure you, it was not suppose to be like that.
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Pies are a terrible American tradition. There are too many ways they can go wrong. Yesterday, as my friend cut into my family's traditional cranberry pie, she remarked how it reminded her of crème brulee. You know, crunchy on the top and wet underneath. I assure you, it was not suppose to be like that.
So I did the only thing I knew to do. I grabbed that pie and threw it back in the oven, and then I waited - impatiently - until finally, it was as good as it was going to get. To be honest, I'm not sure if I even made it better. It was still soft in the center, but now the edges were burnt.
Even though it wasn't the way I'd envisioned it, it was pie time. My #nailedit worthy pie returned to its spot among the perfectly executed classics: apple, pecan, and pumpkin. Yes, we had four pie varietals at my house yesterday.
This year I struggled with Thanksgiving. I always struggle with holiday, but this year was especially hard. Just like my cranberry pie, too many things feel raw in the middle and burnt on the edges. But this is what I have to work with. I pray that, like my cranberry pie, God allows me to be grateful for the good parts of life instead of focusing on the rest.
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Your first paragraph made me laugh, Amie :) I can relate, I generally stay away from baking pies as I don't trust myself to not mess them up, lol. I enjoyed your post - thank you for sharing candidly. 'Even though it wasn't the way I'd envisioned it, it was pie time' - I feel like many things this year have not been the way we envisioned and yet it has still been "pie time"; we've just had to get on with it somehow. I've also tried to just focus and show gratitude to God for the many things that are good.
ReplyDeleteI really always loved to bake,
ReplyDeleteand may one day get the hang
of how to do a layer cake,
but I sure failed at meringue.
I followed close the recipe,
whipped egg whites to lovely froth,
added fixings, glory be;
hey, I might have pulled this off!
But, alas, I have to tell
of what did at the end transpire;
plainly put, it really fell,
consistency of rubber tire.
But not all was lost that day;
dogs got new toy with which to play.
Andrew, Andrew, you make me laugh. You write the best sonnets ever, and seem to be in great form this week. Sending hugs and prayers your way. xo Grams
Delete"I pray that, like my cranberry pie, God allows me to be grateful for the good parts of life instead of focusing on the rest." Yes! This is my prayer for myself too!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Annie
I am also trying to focus on the good parts, but it's not always easy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being open in you sharing.
(((Hugs))) from #33