I've been trying to get back here for days, but I keep getting distracted by the bright and shiny - or sometimes just the fluffy, like these clouds. Do you see the teddy bear leaning against the lamb - or is it just me?
Anyway, here's a bit of fluff for the last week of summer - the short tail tale of the Marshmallow Mermaid pie bake-off party (from months and months ago - this is how far behind I am in blogging - mea culpa. bad blogger. sigh...).
Ever since Bonbon and I saw the movie 'Waitress' (note: not a kid's movie), we were so taken by its creative pie-naming, that the rest of the storyline practically faded into the background, Almost (though to be fair, not quite) becoming merely a vehicle for the pies. Sort of a cinematic pie mobile, if you would...Tthere is much more to the movie than pies - it's just our family's quirk that once something catches our imagination, it's hard for us to concentrate on much else. Especially when it involves food - and food also means a reason for a party....
Afterwards, we dragged her sister into the discussion as well, because the minute we heard the words 'marshmallow mermaid pie,' we looked at each other and stage-whispered 'Mermaid party!.' There were other pies in the movie that were intriguing (Spanish Dancer - jalapenos and jack cheese, you think? Or ortega chiles and cheddar - or Mexican queso? Or all three...) - but that mermaid one - that was the ONE we knew we had to try for sure.
Except that life kept happening and there never seemed a good opportunity to throw a mermaid party. But we couldn't let go of the idea. Every now and then, one of us would bring the topic up again, setting off a sort of group daydreaming session, about how someday - Somefay, wouldn't it be wonderful to invite all our girl friends to a mermaid party? Featuring Marshmallow Mermaid pies, of course...and then, what exactly would those mermaid pies be made from?
We each had our own thoughts on getting just the right combination of fluff vs. creaminess, our own ideas on flavorings. And then there was the issue of the most-befitting crust too, of course.
This went on for years - and frankly, we'd probably still be brainstorming about it - except we got a wake-up call, when her husband got a new job in another state, that meant moving in a matter of days. While her husband was starting his new job and hunting their new home, she - the one with the new baby - was to pack up and get everything here, ready to go. Thus, it would seem, that a packing party would be the higher family priority than a hypothetical mermaid party...
But we don't give up that easily. We stubbornly held onto the dream. Worrying this might be our last chance for quite awhile, we decided to just make it happen. Picking up a couple of key ingredients while on a box run to the supermarket, we just winged the rest with whatever else we could find in the kitchen boxes that were still open.
Though, the party was somewhat downsized from our daydreams, at the end of a long packing party weekend -- in the midst of bubble wrap, newspaper and cardboard boxes, while passing baby from mommy-to auntie-to cousin-to grandma for snuggly safekeeping, we each took our turn in the kitchen. Till at last, we plopped in front of a family-friendly mermaid movie on the yet to be packed tv, with slices of 3 completely different, totally delicious, Marshmallow Mermaid pies. Technically not really a bake-off, as only one of the pies spent any time in the oven - the other 2 were refrigerator pies) - but it was all good.
The older grandgirls were the tactful judges. Best presentation went to the tropical pie with a hint of citrus and a surprising cookie crunch. 'Most creative' had a yummy meringue topping made with melty marshmallows and marshmallow creme. 'Tastiest' was inspired by a fruit salad recipe from the 70's, in a graham cracker crust.
It almost didn't matter what the pies ended up looking or tasting like, though. Well, okay, the taste might have mattered some. None of them were low-cal, either. Mainly, the fun was the idea of it - and actually finally doing it together (fortunately, we hadn't yet packed up the candles, so were able to add a little mermaid atmosphere - though as I recall, we did have to unpack a few kitchen items in the making). Still it was all worth the time, repacking and extra calories, to just finally DO this sillly, fluffy thing we'd been talking and dreaming about doing for years.
Had our pie and ate it too.
These are the pages from my journal, commemorating the event. In the interest of full disclosure, unfortunately, we did not really have a starfish pastry chef or an octopus dishwasher. And we weren't dressed nearly so glamorously, either.
Now I want some pie. How 'bout you? Those are calorie-free, up there. Have a slice or two.
Thinking of mermaid movies now - Splash - Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid (fave!) - The Little Mermaid - Aquamarine...I know there must be more....?