Pie Is Meant To Be Shared

After almost 30 years in the same house, my husband’s parents made the decision to pack up and move 600 miles south.  From northern Virginia to north-eastern Georgia; from the suburbs of D.C. to the suburbs of Atlanta.

It can’t have been an easy decision to make – to leave the place you’ve called home for three decades (longer, really, if you consider they lived in Maryland for a while before their time in Virginia) and relocate to a completely unfamiliar area.  I mean, we’re about an hour from them, and my husband’s brother and his family are also about an hour away, but they’re faced with making new friends and establishing new routines after thirty years of the familiar.  And despite the fact that they did it, in part, to be closer to their two oldest sons, to their grandchildren, a change like that can be daunting.

The moving truck came to their house on Thursday and loaded up all of their belongings.  Their plan was to leave early Friday morning and drive straight through, arriving sometime Friday evening.  The moving truck would arrive early Saturday morning to unload everything.  It was a bit of a whirlwind, and I knew that they would be exhausted when they got here – from the drive, from the general stress that moving can cause, and from the emotional fallout that can come with a change like this.

Here in the South, we have a tradition of bringing food to people in times of stress.  It’s our way of offering comfort, of helping to bear some of their burden, of nourishing them – both physically and emotionally.  When a baby is born, we bring meals to the parents so that they don’t have to worry with cooking during those sleep deprived first few weeks.  When there’s a death, we offer an assortment of funeral casseroles to sooth the grieving family.  Food is love, but it is also often the last thing people want to think about when faced with a stressful situation.

Given their time frame, I figured they wouldn’t really have time to go grocery shopping before breakfast on Saturday, so on Friday I drove out to their new house (don’t worry, I didn’t have to break in – we had a key) to make a special delivery. I put together a basket with an assortment of jams and jellies, a loaf of bread, some scones, and some fresh fruit.  I also wanted them to have a lunch or dinner option, so as I was making lasagna for our dinner on Thursday night, I put together a second pan to take to them on Friday.

And last, but not least, there was cherry pie – delicate short crust filled with pitted sweet cherries and natural sugar cane, dotted with just a bit of butter, and enrobed with another layer of crust.

Baked until golden brown and bubbly, I guess it was my way of letting them know just how happy we are that they’ve chosen to move closer to us.  That we recognize the huge step they’ve taken, the things they’ve left behind, and that we welcome them with open arms.  Can you really bake that much meaning into one little cherry pie?  I think you can.

You see, the thing about pie is that it’s meant to be shared.  Sure, you can make individual pies, hand pies, mini pies, whathaveyou. But essentially, and at its core, pie is meant to be shared.  You take a lovely, whole pie, and you slice it up and you sit down at the table, and you share.  And you don’t just share the food, but you share words and stories.  You share life over pie.  So this pie – this beautifully imperfect cherry pie – was more than just food.  Because today, when we went and visited them after their exhausting 14-hour drive and their early morning truck delivery, we sat down with my husband’s parents in their new home and we shared their new life with them over pie.

Cherry Pie
prep time: 20 minutes
bake time: 50 minutes
serves: 8-10

Crust

  • 1 1/4 cup white whole wheat flour
  • 1 1/4 cup quinoa flour
  • 2 tablespoons honey granules
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 2 sticks butter, frozen
  • 6 tablespoons ice water

Filling

  • 5 cups bing cherries, pitted
  • 1/4 cup natural sugar cane
  • 1/4 cup corn starch
  • 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
  1. Preheat the oven to 450F
  2. Place the flours, honey granules and salt in the bowl of a food processor.  Pulse to combine
  3. Cut the frozen butter into small pieces and add to the food processor. Pulse until mixture resembles coarse meal
  4. Slowly add ice water until the dough forms a ball.
  5. Divide dough in half and wrap in plastic wrap. Refrigerate until ready to use.
  6. Combine the cherries, natural cane sugar, corn starch and vanilla.
  7. Roll out half the dough and press into a 9-inch pie pan (it’s very delicate, so work quickly and carefully).
  8. Pour the filling into the pan.
  9. Roll out second crust and place on top of filling.  Fold edges of top crust under the edge of the bottom crust and crimp.  Cut slits in top crust to allow steam to escape.
  10. Bake at 450F for 10 minutes, reduce temperature to 350F and bake for 40-50 minutes more – until crust is brown and filling is bubbly.
  11. Allow to cool before serving.
  12. Share and enjoy!
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5 Comments on “Pie Is Meant To Be Shared”

  1. 3 September 2011 at 10:22 pm #

    Sounds great.

    Moving can be very stressful.

  2. 4 September 2011 at 4:00 am #

    It looks amazing.. i ve tried to cook pie once and i was failed.. i should give a try again..
    have great time in your new place..

  3. 4 September 2011 at 11:07 am #

    Love the southern way! Food is almost always part of the answer to all events. I grew up in AL and remember the parade of dishes from well wishers. It seems your parents know what they were doing when they moved. Family is dear.

    Beautiful Pie.

  4. 4 September 2011 at 1:06 pm #

    You are so sweet! I bet they were thrilled with your care package, especially this gorgeous pie!

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