Yippie-Pie-Yay Batch #2

As I might have mentioned, the true pie magician behind YPY is Courtney.  When she added a new recipe for peach bourbon pie to our menu, I had to try it immediately! Unfortunately, I'm in Austin right now so I was forced to either wait or strap on my own apron.  I'm short on patience so when it started to rain on Saturday (finally), out came the apron and the bourbon!

Courtney was kind enough to bolster my confidence and walk me through the hard parts...O.K., all the parts.  The smell of the fresh peaches from my local farmer's market while I was slicing them up was amazing.  I didn't think it could get any better until I added the bourbon and mixed the filling. Lord and Sugah... don't that smell good?

I tried to busy myself as best I could while the pie baked up. I watched some college football, did my nails, and gave Izee a bath. I didn't remember any phrase about a watched pie never baking, so I peeked at it A LOT. Finally, that timer went off and it was ready! (to cool). Arrggghhh.

I hustled through the rain to the mailbox and chit-chatted with a neighbor. I couldn't wait any longer. Since I don't have a proper pie cutting tool, I decided on a pizza wheel and sliced myself a very large golden helping, poured a cold glass of milk and sat down for a taste. Hallelujah! Y'all have got to try this.

Yippie-Pie-Yay Batch #1

Pie has been a frequent topic of conversation between Courtney and I for a long time. In St. Thomas. we both managed watersports rentals on opposite sides of the island. Really, "watersports rentals" meant that we sat in a beach hut and handed out towels. Every once in a while, someone would rent a kayak and get into trouble which required a harrowing trip in a half inflated dinghy to rescue them and the kayak. But Tuesdays were special. On Tuesdays, there was always a beach party at the Beach Club near Courtney's hut.  Tuesdays required double staffing so we got to work together. While sipping through our stash of beer,  we talked about what we would be doing if we weren't sitting in the caribbean getting tan. Courtney's mantra was always "I just want to make pies".  I'm too undisciplined for baking but do love to cook and I do love pie! Those were good times and out of those times Yippie Pie Yay was truly born.

So... here we are several years later.  My lazy days at the Elysian beach hut have been replaced by devout dedication to the State of Texas and its citizenry and Courtney's with molding young minds. Pie was still waiting in the background until... bless you Seattle, you passed the Cottage Act! Is it possible that we can really just make delicious pies? Yes we can and yes we will. We're filing paperwork and perfecting the menu.  The first batches have come out of the oven and will soon be ready for you.