Pecan Pie: A Cautionary Tale to Holiday Dishwashers
My grandma is moving into an assisted living facility and is getting rid of a ton of her stuff. One of the things she gave me was my great grandmother's pie plates. These are gold rimmed and have a lovely pink flower motif, perfect for girley movie night or a lovely tea gathering. I was in love.
When investigating these pie plates, I noticed something... a big glob of pecan pie. QUITE OBVIOUSLY pecan pie that has been dried and festering on this plate for some time.
Consider this:
My grandmother is the biggest neat freak in the known universe. Everything, for her, must be meticulously cleaned before being put away, while being stored and before being used. It is obvious that her negligence was not the cause of the pie residue.
My mother, who has a keen eye for the visual, does not remember ever seeing or using these plates. She was born in the late '40s
I don't remember grandma ever serving pecan pie.
So basically, some 50 years ago +, some kind soul who had dessert at my grandparents' offered to wash the dishes and did a shoddy job. My grandma bought new desert plates and pushed great grandma's to the back of the cabinet. Here I am, in the next millennium, scrubbing off ancient pecan pie because of some lazy sot who can't do dishes.
Let this be a lesson to you-- honor your descendants by ensuring that they do not need to go through the same struggle of sandblasting old pie off of fine china.
When investigating these pie plates, I noticed something... a big glob of pecan pie. QUITE OBVIOUSLY pecan pie that has been dried and festering on this plate for some time.
Consider this:
My grandmother is the biggest neat freak in the known universe. Everything, for her, must be meticulously cleaned before being put away, while being stored and before being used. It is obvious that her negligence was not the cause of the pie residue.
My mother, who has a keen eye for the visual, does not remember ever seeing or using these plates. She was born in the late '40s
I don't remember grandma ever serving pecan pie.
So basically, some 50 years ago +, some kind soul who had dessert at my grandparents' offered to wash the dishes and did a shoddy job. My grandma bought new desert plates and pushed great grandma's to the back of the cabinet. Here I am, in the next millennium, scrubbing off ancient pecan pie because of some lazy sot who can't do dishes.
Let this be a lesson to you-- honor your descendants by ensuring that they do not need to go through the same struggle of sandblasting old pie off of fine china.