About a month ago I was contacted by the local historical society that they needed help with their big fundraiser of the year. Each year they host a harvest diner. It’s always on the opening day of pheasant hunting season. The letter explained that they were needing more members and volunteers as many of the members are getting older or have passed away.
This is a problem for many groups. I had a want to help but am past the point where I will hold an office anymore. My health is topsy-turvey now and I am simply too busy with grandchildren, the blog, and childcare. So…I looked at the list to see if there was something I could do to help.
One of the things they needed was pie makers. Well, that I could do. So I messaged the coordinator and said I would make 8 pies. She was so surprised. She had been worried about getting pies…the 8 pies I offered to make seemed like a lot to her but she was very happy. They have a list of the type of pies they are looking for and she said she would call me back in a couple of weeks and let me know what she needed.
So about 10 days before the event I got a call. After thinking about it she thought 8 was too many for me to make so I said, “How about seven then?” She agreed and we figured out I would make:
In reality, this was a lot of pie but I’ve made many more in one setting before. I think Kelli and I made 12 once. Even if all the kids come home I regularly make four pies at once so I wasn’t worried about making this many.
So on the Friday after I got back from my appointments at Mayo Clinic, I started making pie. I turned on an audiobook for company and had a grand time…so good that I forgot to take pictures.
One of the reasons I had volunteered for making pecan pie was that Kayla had given me two big bags of pecans a bit ago. She had bought them last year with the intention of making Christmas cookies but never got around to doing it. The pecans were still within the use-by date so I thought that would be a great way to use them up.
Sadly, here is where the pecans ended up…in the garbage. While I was baking Buck, Kayla, and Karl all called me about my doctor appointments earlier in the day. If you read my post about the appointment, you will remember that it is long…there was no way to text that all to the kids so Kalissa and I text a short version, and now was the time to tell the long version. If you missed that post, please read it HERE. So I put my phone on speaker, talked to them, and kept baking pies.
When I was talking to Buck, I burned the pecans. AHH!! Note to self: Never toast pecans without a timer. UGH.
I live a half-hour away from any grocery store and it’s now 7:30 pm. I decided they weren’t going to get pecan pie. I rummaged around and figured out I had almost enough cream cheese for two cheesecakes. Yes, I knew they wanted pie but this was close…and honestly, everyone doesn’t love pie.
I ended up calling Kalissa and yes, she had another brick of cream cheese. I made plans to run over and get it.
My pumpkin pies were in the oven and pumpkin pies need a higher temp for the first 15 minutes and then a lower temp. My pies were 10 minutes into the higher temp so I waited for the timer, turned the oven down, and then ran over to Kalissa’s.
Here are the pumpkin pies after they came out of the oven…The other is the blueberry waiting to go in.
Notice there were three pumpkin pies and I only needed to make two. The disposable pie tins I made were an off size. I ended up with extra filling so I rolled the crusts all a bit thinner and used the scraps to make an extra pie. It was only enough for a small pie that that’s okay.
One of the biggest tricks I ever learned when making pie is to ice water.
Now I ran into another problem. I had already started making the crust for the pecan pies when I burnt the pecans. Now I had crust that needed to be used and I had made the five pies that I needed to make already and was not switching to cheesecake with graham cracker crumbs. Find my Cheesecake recipe HERE. I wrote the blog post with the recipe back in June of 2009. Kalissa was 14 years old and I was lamenting parenting a teen.
So…now what was I going to do with the pie crust? I know many of you would have tossed it but I’m pretty frugal and decided I’d make yet another pie.
I had a few more peaches…I had a few more blueberries. I ended up putting them together and making a peach/blueberry pie. I know that’s not a typical combo but I was okay with it and I’m sure it will get eaten up by the people around here.
I didn’t get a picture of all of the pies and cheesecakes together but trust me…I made 5 pies and 2 cheesecakes for the benefit and 2 pies for our family.
By the way, you can find my filling recipe for fruit pies HERE.
That will likely be all the pie I make until Thanksgiving rolls around. I love making pie and hope I can make some for the benefit next year too.