Brummet's Conscious Blog

Fork and Beans  They say early experiences affect who we become as mature adults, and perhaps in my case - it just might be true. My first baking experiences were in my mother's kitchen where my biscuits were requested often. Occasionally during the summer months I was engaged as a volunteer at a large industrial kitchen where my mother worked, and learned a few tricks of the trade there under the guidance of the head cook. I recall the steamy heat of the place, way too many dirty dishes and a small table where the exhausted staff could gather to share stories and rest. Later, as a young adult I had the pleasure of working for a year as a pastry cook in a busy restaurant, and all those tricks I learned in my youth sure came in handy! I'd like to share one of those baking tricks with you today.  There's nothing like the comforting decadence of a beautiful slice of pie. Store bought shells can be laden with lard and preservatives, come with excess packaging, are shallow and a...