I am not sure if Pi Day, 3.14, a pseudo holiday with a cult like following, is more relevant to math geeks or bakers but I definitely fall into the later group. Pi day is just one reason (not that I need a specific motivation) to start digging through cookbooks looking for a new pie recipe. This is one of the silent agreements Papa and I have worked out, I bake pies and Papa eats them. Period. Papa has never turned down one of my pies.
Several months ago my brother sent me The Taste of Tradition, a small 24-page cookbook that Borden and None Such put out in the early 1980’s devoted entirely to apples, raisins, currents and spices, aka mincemeat. I had no idea that None Such Mincemeat had been manufactured for 100 years prior to the the printing of this small cookbook, and decided as I was looking through it for a new pie recipe for Papa that I would try one of the time-tested and traditional recipes from another century. Apple Streusel Mince Berry Pie.
Papa doesn’t understand π and will be the first to say, I wasn’t too good at math. He doesn’t know what the circumference of a circle is or why someone would ever have the need to figure that out. But he can look at a round pie and will tell you that the bigger the pie is the bigger the circumference must be. And the bigger the circumference is the more it is filled with whatever he likes, chocolate and mincemeat being his all time favorites. I knew Papa would not be disappointed in our Pi Day flavor, however I neglected to reason that by making small pies, they have a smaller circumference and what appears to be less actual pie for Papa to eat. We all laughed noting that his Papa math was spot on, his individual pie looked smaller than a full size slice, even though it wasn’t.
As a baker before a math major, I made the decision that providing a fresh pie on 3.13 was more important than a “day old” pie on 3.14. The decision turned out for the best that Papa had his Pi Day pie a day early, today has been a long day for him sadly without any opportunity to eat. Unfortunately, Papa was rushed back to the hospital during the early morning hours and has spent all of today, all of March 14, all of his Pi Day being transferred between two hospitals with another pulmonary embolism.
Papa has settled in his new hospital room, is stable and in good spirits and we are hoping he will be back to his regular routine in a few short days. Before he settled into his bed, he able to pick whatever sounded most appetizing for dinner and chose his favorite standby, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and, unless they are able to find a slice of pie in the cafeteria, some chocolate pudding for dessert.