The Pie Maker: Strawberry Pie

Ladies and gentleman . . .

I have mastered the pie crust


It started with two wives and a dream--a dream to craft pies that would rival those found at county fairs and on 1950's kitchen windowsills.

Some said it could not be done. They feared The Crust, knowing it has left many pie-making aspirations in its wake. Death and destruction surround it, and thus far, the only solution has been to go to Wal-Mart and pick up a store-made pie for approximately $5.

That is until the Pie Makers, armed with their Magic Touch, swept past the aisle of pre-made baked goods and went straight for the Crisco, corn starch, and fresh fruit.

The Crust would not stand a chance.

After seeking counsel from Pamela, daughter of Evelyn, they stirred, mixed, cut, folded, rolled, and pressed. They agonized over each accomplishment, knowing it only brought yet another step in the process--another challenge. Another possible loss.

Yet, when the last pie was pulled from the oven and the husbands gathered to partake in the spoils, there was nothing to be had but the sweet taste of victory. The Crust had admitted defeat without a fight. Its flakiness and perfection an unheard of accomplishment for two amateur Pie Makers.


And so goes the story of how The Crust was defeated by the Pie Makers and their Magic Touch.

(Left: Amanda's Strawberry Pie - Right: Cassie's Apple Pie)
Thanks for the crust recipe, Mom!