Once again it’s time for the weekly Sunday Brunch with ZA Maxfield! This week, we have two awesome friends joining us! Please welcome A Morell and Amelia Bishop!
This week’s question is: “Are you a pie, a tart, a cake, or a trifle, and why?“
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First, let’s hear from A Morell!
If we’re going by the old adage, “you are what you eat,” it’s cake. I love cake. Cake is delicious. Though if we think about it on a deeper level, and liken our choices to people, I might still be cake.
Pie-people would probably be your garden-variety human. Genuine, relatively harmless, generally well-liked, perhaps not as adventurous as others but good on their own and with others (like ice cream).
Tart-people, well, they have to look quite well put together. That glossy sheen doesn’t put itself there, after all. Sweet, but not too sweet, and impressive even with the simplest ingredients.
A trifle has to show all its layers to the world, so trifle-people must wear their hearts on their sleeves. I imagine they’re straight-forward and easily understood, since all you need to serve and eat trifles with is a spoon.
Cakes, now, can be anything on the outside, and anything on the inside. Maybe that fancy sugar exterior that looks like an underwater treasure chest hides nothing more than vanilla cake and vanilla frosting, while the unassuming, smooth white fondant is secretly bursting inside with zebra cake, fresh strawberries, and whipped cream. What all cakes have in common is that their layers are hidden until you dive right into the heart of them for a taste.
Not to say they’re deceptive, you just have to get close to them before they reveal themselves. (We’re also great at parties.)
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Now, let’s see what Amelia has to say!
Pies are not cool, or chic, or trendy. A pie is ordinary and everyday.
Hard to think of a dessert more “homey” than a pie.
It uses whatever ingredients are on hand, is versatile enough to serve as dessert or main course, and demands little adherence to rules or recipes. (Ha! Just like me.)
The pie is a flaky, messy, humble thing. No matter how delicious, how sweet or rich the filling, how carefully created: a pie once baked will be bumpy and rough, with spots of filling oozing out and cracks in the pastry, with burned edges and uneven depth. (Like me.) Even if a pie survives the baking process with its beauty intact, it will be easily damaged. (Me again!) Cut into the pretty pastry and it crumbles, devolving into a sloppy mess when plated for consumption. Disappointing, to those who value aesthetics.
A pie, unlike a cake or trifle, has no place at a truly elegant table. In order to make a pie presentable, you need to strip off the top crust, artfully arrange the filling, and top it with a shiny glaze, thus transforming the pedestrian pie into an upscale “tart”. (Similarly, “tart” is a word that could be used to describe me when I attempt to dress up and fit in with the beautiful people.)
So I am a pie.
Not too pretty, nothing special. Bring me to a party, and no one will be impressed.
But I am good inside. I am comforting and domestic and reliable. I am exactly what I appear to be: no artifice, no illusion, no fancy sugar-work or fondant roses.
Remember: it is what is inside that counts (and there is always room for pie.)
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Thank you to A. and Amelia for joining us this week!