In this corner: with a domestic empire, perfect hair and a questionable insider trading record … Martha Stewart
In this corner: with color coordinated oven mitts, perfect shoes and the guarantee to burn beyond recognition at least one meal a week … Carried Away
The challenge: Pumpkin pie
Winner, by unanimous and extremely partial decision – Carried Away!
*end dream sequence*
No, seriously, I did bake a pumpkin pie; actual photo above. However, I was not prepared for the aftermath of this particular baked goods odyssey.
I followed my mother’s recipe word for word. Remembering that “tsp” is not the same as “tblsp,” I mixed and stirred and rolled and poured. Oliver and I sat, staring into the oven for the entire 50 minutes. Then voila! There it was.
It should be known that personally, I hate pumpkin pie. My favorite pumpkin activity is carving it – first only to throwing it away. But, the loves in my life love the pumpkin so therefore I bake. O, but if I’d only known what I was getting into…
If you bake it, you’ll have to bake more!
Early reports from the kitchen table revealed that half the pie was gone in less than 12 hours of completion, with the remainder not expected to make it through the night. Clearly I have set a precedents that I in no way intend to uphold. I knew my success would come back to haunt me.
Next time I feel domestic, I am taking the dive and giving Marie Callender’s the TKO!