A friend pointed out, "This is the first time I've heard your story where you didn't talk about how your parents met."
That's true. In fact, it's a story that has become THE story of my pie journey.
"I was born because of banana cream pie," I tell people in my talks. "My mom and dad had been dating 6 months when she invited my dad over for a homemade supper of tuna casserole, Jell-O salad, and banana cream pie for dessert. She knew banana cream was his favorite. He hadn't even finished his first slice when he proposed to her. So if not for banana cream pie, I would not be here!"
|My brother Mike with his first pie!|
One thing that happened since this video went live (and I admit, I am several days delayed in posting it here), is that my younger brother Mike watched it and, as a result, made his first pie. I sent the video to him merely to watch it -- to see how I honored our dad. But he surprised me by replying with a text and pictures of him with the pie he made.
"After getting the news from one of my large sponsors pulling back their funding promise... I took to pie making... and felt better," he wrote.
I choked up with a confusing, bittersweet kind of joy, at once being proud of his accomplishment, moved to tears by the giant smile on his face, and hit with a pang of grief knowing how much our dad would have loved it.
I miss my dad so much. But his memory lives on in this pie.
I hope my pie lesson is helpful to you. Send me pictures of your results. I'll post them in my "Victory Shot" photo album on Facebook.
Meanwhile... Stay home. Stay Calm. Keep baking. And share your pie with others who need it.
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