The other day I was doing my grocery shopping at the grocery store—which is where I get my groceries done—and I said to myself, “Self, you really need easier recipes on your site.” Or maybe it was at the library? It could have been at the laundromat while I was waiting for my clothes to finish drying. I don’t remember. Anyhow, I was at the laundromat-grocery store-library and I thought, “Self, what people really need are more classic recipes. Simple dishes that they can relate to and can easily make on the daily. You need more of that on your blog.” Actually, it was definitely while I was standing in line at the bank. Or was it when I was pumping gas? No it wasn’t at the gas station because while I was standing at the pump, staring at my car, I remember thinking to myself, “Self, you really need to get your car washed. Boy is it filthy.”
So that simple recipe revelation had to have come to me while I was at home on the couch watching TV avoiding the gym. It’s what I do best, second to eating of course. Maybe it was when I was at the post office dropping off mail when I said “Self, you know what? People really love pie, maybe you should do a pie post.” People turned to look at me talking to myself about pie. Rude. I think it was while I was sitting in my car, though, in completely stopped traffic—the only kind of traffic in LA—where I responded, “Self, you really love pie. I think you just want an excuse to make pie!” Perhaps I was right and all I really wanted at that moment was a giant slice of pie, with an enormous scoop of ice cream, because we all know that’s the only way to eat pie and don’t let anyone else tell you different. So bottom line is we all have my craving for pie to thank for this post.
Then came the dilemma of what kind of pie to make and shoot and share and post. I started going through all the options, keeping in mind the conversation I had with myself. I threw words around like simple and classic. “Self, what if you make an apple pie? That’s a classic pie that everyone knows and loves.” That didn’t pan out so well as I quickly realized it’s late July about to be August, and apples aren’t really in season yet. So then I woke up one night in a cold sweat and yelled out, “Self! By George, pumpkin pie it is!” But do you want to know something crazy and unfathomable? There are no pumpkins to be found anywhere! What madness is this? So then I said to myself, “Self, what about cherry pie with an almond crust?” Cue the distant harp music and directional light from the sky. Everything in the world made sense and didn’t at the same time. It was a genius plan and one I was super excited about. I even told myself what a genius I was for coming up with that idea. “Boy, you really are a genius Jonathan. How do you come up with these things? I’m really excited to make this. You’re the best.” It was a short one-sided conversation to say the least.
And that my friends is the story of how I came to make this pie.