My name is Emrie. I’m a mom and a wife and writer and an educator but all that really matters to you if you are visiting this blog is that I am a baker. I love to bake. I even worked as an assistant baker during college for a while, which was fun except for the part about getting to work at 4:30 in the morning during college. 😉 Most of my knowledge of baking has come from trial and error along with help from many generations of bakers encoding some of their knowledge into my genes.
The thing I have always been the worst at was pies. And I love pies. And my husband loves pies. Still, after one particularly disastrous pie experience around Christmas I gave up. I threw in the towel. I was never making pie again. I looked up some pie places in Portland where I live – there were lots of them. If we wanted pie we could go get pie from them. It was settled. I was a pie making failure and that was that.
My husband, not content to let me live out my life as a pie failure, bought me a pie how-to book for Christmas not two weeks after my offical resignation from pie making. And now here I am making pie every week, because Pie day Friday. It rhymes 🙂 And it gives me an excuse to make a lot of pie so I can actually get good at this without having a breakdown because this is the only pie I’m making this year and it better be good.
I make pie every week. If I fail, that’s fine! Not only will I do a bunch of research and figure out why I failed, I’ll also be making another pie next week! There isn’t the same frustration that comes with “the one pie I’m making this year” or the “on our way to a special occasion” pie any more. And so far it’s been a lot of fun.