The picture of the pie on this and my previous blog entry is not the “exploding pie”.  Rather, it is how the exploding pie would have looked if I hadn’t screwed it up.  It was an aesthetic failure and, simply, a god-awful mess because I was careless.  You can’t be careless when you cook.  I […]

I’m broke. My restaurant went belly-up two months ago. My arthritis is giving me fits.  I have a chest cold. My older dog, Moses, has been dead for three days.  I’m an unemployed, achy,  snot-clogged, one-dog chef in his late fifties.   It is a wonderful day to bake a pie.   Actually, baking a pie […]