Pie

I like to bake pie. I'm great at it too. Seriously.
Nowadays, I feel like pie baking is not what it used to be. It used to be treasured and families had secret recipes passed down from generation to generation and a pie was treated like a miracle. Not anymore. Now anyone can buy some processed, tough-dough, food-colored pie at the supermarket.
But let me tell you something. That is not pie. A real pie takes time, effort, hard work and dedication. Trust me. I've baked a myriad of pies, and, it's not easy.
First off, you have to make the dough. It sound so simple and easy but it's damn hard. You have to freeze part of the butter you're using and refrigerate the other part. You have to put the flour, butter, water and apple vinegar in the food processor and process it a certain amount of times. The dough can't be too lumpy or thin or wispy, it has to be perfect, it has to be frozen, it needs to be baked with berries and custard and it needs to come out of that oven light, flaky and soft.
It's annoying as hell and it requires a lot of work. This is why I think pie baking has lost its glamour. People don't want to work for something great, they'll settle for something good, even something less than good. You can't do that to pie! It's an abomination! It's taking classic, latticed-up greatness and chucking it out the window. Who needs home baked pie when you can buy a processed load of sugar at the store?
Well, I need a home baked pie and I want a home baked pie and I'll get a home baked pie. I will bake and slave over that pie myself.