Friday the 13th of May

The grand pie event of the year was the wedding of a very dear friend to another very dear friend.  Those two ingredients make for a sensational pie occasion.  It was potluck pie and I tried to just make two, but I made a few.  Someone very sensible suggested that we bake our potluck pies together, this is how I came to feel that my pie contribution was up to par.  Late in the evening we began crafting our tarts and gallettes and crisps and crumbles and pies.  When we retired from the flour and fruit and cream my table was aglow with six warm pies, all cleverly named.  Among them was "Don't judge a peach cobbler by its chops" hot peaches covered in spicy cobbler topping in a ten inch cast iron skillet, "you're the key to my lime pie" as the name suggests, "cherry chocolate devotion" which features fresh Willamette valley cherries slow cooked in pinot noir and vanilla bean atop a chocolate ganache pie.  There was a sweet tart shell with strawberry & mascarpone & ice wine reduction sauce.  Asian pears on puff pastry and some "just between us" filling.  The spread was  magnificent, mom's apple pie being a clear favorite.  If you have pictures of these pies please share them, it was such a frenzy that I failed to photograph much at all.  These are the events a pie lover lives for, and the sweet friends to share such goodness with are priceless and irreplaceable.  I know its hot, and summery, but stay up late and turn the oven on and bake something to share with your loved ones today.  If you feel that you have nobody to bake for, do it for you, you will find it just as delicious.