The Sunshine Loft: 12/01/2012

On the first day of Christmas..

So this December is going to be my "Recovery Month". December is perfect! Its cheery its merry! & you are constantly reminded that ITS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY! So to kick of my month I thought it would be a wonderful idea to bake my first pie!

I planned this out a week in advance. I even bought half the ingredients a week early ( nothing, and I mean nothing was going to stop me from baking my pie ). This pie was more than just a homemade baked pastry to me. The thought of making a pie scared me. Making the dough and insuring a perfect consistency, choosing the best ingredients for the filling, so on. It was all sort of nerve racking. I had to tackle this challenge head on. I had to do this, my soul needed it.

If only.. I could explain why I needed his. Why I need this recovery month. It all sounds selfish but I've been so unselfish for so long. . .

This is no epic pie story.

I got up Saturday morning kind of sluggish. I didn't feel well. I ate too much the night before I think (thanks to my dad who sent me $100 to keep food in my belly) ((side note: I mention my dad sending me money more often than note.. this is because I have a very supportive father who wants to make sure I'm okay. It hurts me to take anything from him, but Its not like I'm buying drugs or alcohol or fun things with it, I'm buying food..and it should only be for now. My sister is helping me make a resume and cover letter so Robert and I can go off applying at places next week *fingers crossed* I never thought I'd be this broke, sitting on so much marijuana>.<))

I didn't start putting the pie together until about 3o'clock. I prepard the dough two days in advanced ( by accident I thought the 1st was on a Friday so I made it on Thursday.

The scariest part to me was the dough. I literally felt like I was suffocating at some point. But my baby, God I love him, popped in Julie & Julia (as corny as it may be) and it actually eased my anxiety. I sat and watched some of it with him and when Julia flips the egg and it spills out of the pan she encourages the viewers not to worry & ensured us it didnt matter if it wasn't perfect.

This is before I put it in the fridge for two days.
I ended up having to wet my hands to work the dough (it was too dry)

xoxo \ back to the kitchen and I starting beating and rolling the dough. I didn't have a rolling pin so I had to use a combination of my hands, a glass jar and finally a elongated plastic cylinder container. Once it was rolled out and shaped how I liked it I put it in the fridge while I worked the top pieces of my pie. (I put the disk in-between two pieces of wax paper ((which is not cheap by the way)).