Today, I woke up and read a post on
The Pioneer Woman's blog (as I do most mornings) about... pies.
Oh glorious pies!
She recently did a workshop at her ranch with a handful of (very, very lucky) people about how to make the
perfect crust. Oh, Heaven help me... I need help on my crusts.
Not only did she have a friend teach them all about crusts, but in the end they all made
there. own. pies.
It was a pie bar!
There was..
cherries
apples
rhubarb
olives
tomatoes
cheese
peppers
pot-pie filling
strawberries
blueberries
rasberries
blackberries
snozberries
okay, maybe not snozberries... but seriously it was like pie-makin' heaven. I could litereally taste and smell the pies as I drooled over her pictures.
*lightbulb*
...then it hit me.
How fun would it be to do a get-together with a bunch of ladies and have a pie-bar ourselves?
We could all work on our crust skills (it is almost Thanksgiving afterall) and then each get to make whatever kind of pie we want.
And why should we do regular pies? We could make mini pies. Mmmm, mini pies. Wonderful little pies that you can eat in a couple bites.
I am still brainstorming, but I have a feeling this could really make me seem awesome be a good idea to do with friends.
