Picture your grandmother in Hell, baking pies. . . without an oven.
Why don't women have respect for themselves nowadays? What happen to the woman who learned her grandmama's recipes and made her man sweet potato pie? I tell you, they don't make 'em like they used to. Will my real women stand up, please?
A pie dough comes together exactly like a biscuit only there is very, very little liquid and no leavening involved. Other than that, the same rules apply. My best advice: handle the dough as little as possible.
The world is like a dropped pie most of the time. Don't kill yourself trying to put it back together. Just grab a fork and eat some of it off the floor. Then carry on.
Sydney: "You can be Jet if you want, but we are not posing as a couple again" Adrian: "Are you sure? Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding. " Sydney: "Why are they all high-calorie foods? And bread pudding isn't really that romantic. " Adrian: "Do you want me to call you celery stick instead? It just doesn't inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings. " - The Indigo Spell
Fresh peach pie can lift a bullying reprobate into apologetic courtesy; I have watched it happen.
You like pie? I like pie.
She dries her eyes and bakes her pies and leaves 'em on the window sill
I've always had this American-pie face that would get work in commercials. . . I'd say things like, 'Hi, Marge, how's your laundry?' and 'Hi, I'm a real nice Georgia peach. ' Sometimes this work is one step above being a cocktail waitress.