PIEYAHHHHH

that was a play on "heeyah"  and "pie"

either way

here's the picture!

The Great Apple Cheese Pie Experiment

So this past weekend we had a wonderful New England experience apple picking and hay riding through corn fields and pumpkin patches...I'm not sure how many more fall words I can fit into that sentence, but I'm sure you all get the picture.

Anyways, I went a little overboard and picked a 1/3 bushel of apples, also known as two ppecks.  This equivalent to the amount of apples it would take a month for one person to eat.  Being a good Vermonter, I felt really bad about wasting apples, so I decided to bake a pie.

Not just any pie...I decided to be a little creative....Also, I had a pound of Extra Sharp Cabot Cheddar in my fridge that I have been trying to get rid of...and I also felt like being a little dicey so I made my own pie crust!!  Lots of butter, improvising plastic bags to roll it out, and 24 hours later I had a great pie crust.

But I didn't have enough for the TOP.  I completely forgot about the top of the darn pie...

So I made some dough last second to put on top...and I put some butter in it?  Because?? Still not sure.

Also, the only dish I had was a 3 inch deep 10 inch across cake tin...so it's also something of a Chicago-style Apple Cheddar pie

Anyways, the Great Apple Cheese Pie Experiment is under way and I'm starting to smell something that could turn into something appetizing.  I'm watching Manhattan Murder Mystery, so even if this pie is a disaster the night is not for a total loss.  Pictures of the finished project to come, along with some culinary critiques...

Con-Sign me up!

I have discovered the greatest thing about Vermont and New Hampshire.  Consignment shops.  People's old things that are re-sold...really cheaply.  It's like what IKEA was supposed to be before yuppies ruined it.

Consignment shops are the embodiment of my new home.  Awesome things that people either haven't discovered yet or have brushed aside...wonderful because yuppie assholes haven't ruined it.  Like the quiet dirt road that I live on, or the fact that THIS is literally around the corner from me (watch the video, the amount of adorable-ness almost chokes you)

"We have got fresh baked cookies as big as your face"

This is the greatest place in the world to be right now.

Here is my new printer table, because my former printer table was the floor underneath my bed. And it was only $30!  Living in Vermont is the greatest thing to ever happen to me. :-)

Top 10 Tips on How to NOT be an obnoxious asshole when you go out to eat.

1.  Don’t leave your newspapers and magazines for us to clean up.  Throw your own trash in your own trash; it’s not my job to dispose of your Esquires and Teen Peoples.
2.  Order what you want when I ask you what you want.  If when you get all of your food you decide you want 10 different sides, I’m going to give you a dirty look, because I’m damn busy and if you just told me in the first place I wouldn’t have to make another trip to the hot nasty kitchen and annoy the cooks even more asking for your damn side of barbecue sauce.
3.  If you want separate checks, tell me BEFORE you all decide you can’t do math when the whole bill comes and you can’t remember how many fruity bitch drinks you had.
4.  If the list of beers we have on tap does not list the beer you ask for, we still don’t have it on tap, then we DON'T have it on tap
5.  The beers that are still brewing are unavailable because THEY’RE STILL BREWING.
6. If you order a grilled cheese sandwich, don’t be upset when you get a grilled cheese goddamn fucking sandwich. 
7. 15% is standard people, you should EXPECT to ALWAYS pay 15% on a tip, no matter what.  18% if your server is good, 20% if they are excellent.  If you have a problem, don’t express it by leaving a shitty tip.  Talk to the manager so at least I don’t feel like an asshole for trying my fucking best to keep you happy, and it turns out your just an ignorant fuck.
8. Yeah, it is a trouble to get you your 5^th water that I won’t be tipped on.  Fuck you and drink something real.
9.  When I come to your table to take your order, stop your goddamn conversation.  If you continue to talk for more than 12 seconds, I will leave and not come back to bring you food…which is the whole reason you’re at a restaurant in the first place, isn’t it? 
10.  If you ask me a dumb question or are rude to me because you don't view me as an equal human being, don’t be surprised if I’m rude back to you.  I’m a person who will respond as a person to ignorance and rudeness respectively.   For example, if I ask “How is your food?” and you make a face and say “Eh, I’ve had better”, I will NOT apologize for your own dumb choice nor say something like “Oh, that’s too bad”.  I will however, walk away and come back when you’re ready to pay me.  

Breakfast Mojo

I think my new "thing" is getting into lame trends 5 years too late.  I made myself a smoothie this morning and finally found out why everyone was so gaga about that Jamba Juice half a decade ago.

It's my own recipe, thinking about trademarking a name

5 oz Fage 0% Greek Yogurt
Half Banana
1 cup Unsweetened Soy Milk
Half cup of blueberries
one big ol' scool of Vanilla Whey Protein
2 Tablespoons of Agave Nectar - maple (or maple syrup)

I'm thinking - "Whey Awesome"  or "Yummerberry"...any thoughts?