A Birthday Pie!

Well... The other day,Venessa, a friend from church (and on FB), was wondering if I could make a pie for her son's 14th birthday... It turns out that her son Brandon, wanted a HOMEMADE Pie instead of a Cake for his special day! so she wanted to buy the pie from me. Don't you think that's a SMART BOY!? Many kids don't even appreciate a good homemade pie (or cake) over a store-bought cake or treat! I was so honored to be chosen as the "one" to make the pie for such a special occasion!  I was even a little nervous because I don't really bake for other people (outside of my family) and I never charge if I do... I didn't even know how much I would charge! They are friends! And homemade stuff can never compete with big stores in price! You buy your own apples, and all ingredients for crust, the pan, all the dishes to wash (soap, water, etc), your time (you make 1 pie in an hour when a store makes 30 at least!), I use tons of paper towel when cooking... electricity, etc... I couldn't even give her a number! I really tried... You know? I started making numbers: Apples $3.00, butter $1.50, disposable pan for pie 1.00 but then what... 2 cups of flour, sugar, shortening, 1 hour in the oven, etc... I wouldn't even really know. But just like a homemade pie can't compete with a store-bought one in price... the store-bought one can't compete with a homemade one when it comes to flavor, detail and just the main ingredient: LOVE! So I left the price up to her ... I wanted her to be the one "anxious" about it and not me! LOL! Her and her husband were very generous as I know it would've been much easier (and cheaper) for them to just go to the store! Plus just the fact that they let me "in" in their homes through my pie and deemed my baked goods worth it of such honor was for me.

I asked her to please take pictures of the birthday boy with his birthday pie! and asked her if she would let me blog about it to share with all of you and she happily agreed... so... I wanted to share with you:

Happy Birthday Brandon!

 © Paloma King