John loves pie. It started back on the farm, when my Mom used to bake home-made pies. It got to be a bad habit – especially since I don’t cook pies. So whenever we eat out – he orders pie for desert. John isn’t picky – he like both kinds of pie – Hot and Cold. Fruit filling is his preference, with a light flaky crust. A couple of times, he has gone so far as to purchase a tenderflake frozen crust from the grocery store, and made his own pie, which of course he thinks is delicious.
As we travelled across BC – we have eaten a lot of pie, always seeking the elusive “best pie”. We bought a peach Mennonite pie in Armstrong, and it was below expectation. An apple pie from The Jammery got an average rating. Yesterday we went to a farm market outside Vernon, and John went searching for pie. The baker had strawberry-rhubarb pies cooking, so we decided to wait and have a nice warm slice. As it turned out, the bakery didn’t sell the fresh pies by the slice – you had to buy the whole pie. So that’s what we did. We got two plastic forks, and went to sit on a nearby picnic table to eat our steaming hot pie, right out of the box – because we are classy like that!
As it turns out, the pie was delicious. So far, the best pie John has had in quite a while. But I am sure that the quest isn’t over – we have lots of miles to cover and lots of pies to taste.
If anyone has any pie referrals – please send them my way.
We would make a special day-trip for PIE.