Life is like pie, the sweeter it is, the more you want of it.
Also, the flakier it is the more enjoyable it is.
Also, the filling isn’t everything, but without it the pie is pretty much just crust.
And also, each time you eat a slice, you have less of it left.
Yeah, I could go on forever. I got the idea for this post while baking rhubarb pies.
I make my own pastry. I use the rhubarb out of our kitchen garden. I’ll also use rhubarb from other sources, and though I’m not looking for more of it, I never turn down rhubarb when offered to me.
We cut it up and freeze it, we make jam out of it, we make pie, cobbler, crumble, well, pretty much anything. It also ends up in our oatmeal sometimes, and that’s good too.
But, I digress
Of course I do. I have ADHD. Digression is pretty much a polite way of saying distraction.
The deal is this. I make rhubarb custard pies. And yes, as I said, I make my own pastry.
It sounds complicated, and if you say that to me, I usually won’t deny it. I’m a baker at heart and I love to think that the things I do are amazing.
And yes, I do get lots of compliments.
For the pies?
Oh yeah. People love them. And that makes me happy.
But the complicated part of baking rhubarb custard pies is not in the mixing and pouring and baking so much as it is in the motivation.
The damned pies practically bake themselves once I get my act together and start assembling.
It couldn’t be simpler!
You cut up rhubarb into ½” pieces, mix it with sugar, a bit of flour, some salt and a couple of eggs. You pour it into a 9 inch unbaked pie shell, preheat the oven to 375F and just as you’re about to throw those suckers into that oven you pour a half cup of heavy cream on top of each of them.
When they’ve cooked for ten minutes you turn them down to 350F and let them bake happily away for nearly an hour or so before you check to see if they are set.
Yoink them out!
You’re done. On various occasions I’ve made muffins or started bread while the pies were baking. Other times I’ve made pies while waiting for bread to rise. Again, they’re not complicated, but like so many things those of us with ADHD do, they feel like they are monumentally difficult when you’re not doing them.
Like taxes, you have to follow directions. And if they don’t work, your ADHD guilt at having wasted things will overwhelm you. And we know what overwhelm does to us and our symptoms. So just thinking about that stresses me out.
But here’s the deal
When the timer goes off, I still have ADHD, but I also have pies.
And they are good, every time. I’ve never had them fail.
And while we don’t do success very well, it is worth noting that success is at the very least not failure and therefore not as stressful.
ADHD is like pie because when all is said and done, you’re eating something good and you have no idea how you got to this point.
Okay, ADHD is like ADHD and pie is like pie, but since I have both, I’m just going to live with that.