poll: pies

Whenever Jeff and I go to visit his mom in the country, I start reminiscing about the days when we lived out there as well, with trees all around us, birds doing the Disney Snow White routine every morning, fresh air and sunshine bla bla blah. I start thinking, Geez, maybe we should move back out into the country again.

Then I remind myself of the reasons we moved into the city in the first place, including the fact that country living was starting to drive me mad with cabin fever. Needing a car just to go into town for a loaf of bread. Feeling trapped and resentful whenever Jeff drove into the city without me. Going through the phone book and finding out not a single pizza service would make deliveries to our area because we were too far from town.

Don't get me wrong...I love the outdoors. I look forward to our visits to the cottage, the canoe trips, exploring nature. I just don't want to live there year round, at least not yet.

Anyway, we had a great visit with Ginny. Parki, Alison, JeffL and Kye were there as well. I hadn't seen Kye in ages. He's a pretty happy baby. He hasn't quite yet learned how to crawl, but can get around pretty well by dragging himself on his stomach. He must have baby arm muscles of steel by now.

We went for a lengthy walk in the afternoon, with lots of hills. Loved the conversation dynamics: the group kept breaking up into twos and threes along the way, natural pockets of conversation that shifted as we walked.





Dinner was amazing, thanks to Ginny's culinary prowess. I'm so jealous. To create a dinner like this (even if I had the skill), I'd be stressed and frantic in the kitchen the whole time, my clothes speckled with oil and pepper, snarling and exhausted by the time dinner was served (in stages, since I inevitably wouldn't be able to have everything finish cooking at the same time).

Ginny does it so casually and is still able to hang out with the guests and chat, always looking comfortable and relaxed, without a speck of oil or pepper on her clothes. We had corn chowder and lobster soup with tarragon, barbecued sea bass with an Asian glaze, homemade salsa, green beans, baby potatoes with some fantastic dressing, tomatoes (grown in Ginny's garden) with basil oil and fresh basil. Dessert: chocolate cake and peach ice cream.

Ginny showed us an e-mail from someone who must have found her restaurant Web site through a search engine:


Hello!

I want to send the friend a chocolate pie, my friend in Canada in city Toronto. I from Azerbaijans. Is it possible? I shall send you money :) you a pie to my friend. Help me if you in Toronto.

if yes, then can send me a photo of your pies? i am sorry me for mine English. I communicate with you with help of the program of the interpreter

thanks :)


We looked up Azerbaijan in an atlas; it appears to be near or in Russia. How cool that someone that far away wants Ginny to bake a chocolate pie for someone in Toronto! And what a great PR/marketing opportunity, too. "OASIS PIES -- SOLD WORLDWIDE". :-)

Speaking of pies, I haven't had a food poll in a while, so...

POLL: Pies!

Do you like pies? What's your favourite? (or favourites) Have you ever baked a pie? What's the best pie you've ever tasted?





Three years ago, my dad-in-law was in the hospital.

Four years ago, I went biking with David and talked about food movies.

Five years ago, I was curious about the neighbours across the hallway.

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Today's Blatherpics:

	Kye, 8 months old.
	Our walk yesterday.
	Table setting at Ginny's.