soy buttermilk pie

Have you heard of buttermilk pie? Apparently it's a thing. I've recently discovered that home-made pie crust is super easy to make--meaning I've been on a pretty big pie kick. The only thing is that when you make pie crusts, you always make two--and I'm not a double crust pie kind of girl. So I inevitably have an extra pie crust in the fridge for a week or two, and I'm left thinking of what to do with it before it gets past its prime.

Well, last week I had a lecture in nutrition class about complex carbs, aka sugar. An hour and a half of talking about sugar. Which naturally made me want to immediately go home a bake something. Luckily I had a pie crust in the fridge. Unluckily I didn't have much to fill it with. No nuts, no fruit, no nothing. So I browsed my way through foodgawker until I found what is apparently a very popular pie--buttermilk. The name is a little misleading though, because there's more sugar than anything else. It was delicious, but it was definitely just a sugar pie. Which, I suppose, is actually pretty appropriate given my motivation to make it in the first place. Hm.

Recipe here. Was it man-pleasin'?? I'll say yes, only because who wouldn't like a piece of pie that someone else made for them?

Also, I used soy milk (with a splash of vinegar...impromtu buttermilk)

birthday cake, november

I am the worst.

Every couple weeks I decide that I'm going to make a more concerted effort to maintain my blog, and every time those couple weeks pass and I somehow find that I have left this little corner untouched for months on end.

Blog resolutions are even worse than New Years resolutions. And I don't even make New Years resolutions because I know I won't keep them, try as I might.

BUT, this year I made a list of goals. Not resolutions, just things I hope to have completed by the years end. Unsurprisingly, most of my goals were baking certain things.

So here's to bringing you back to life, dear blog...cause if nothing else, I like to remember what I bake. And accomplish. You're like my diary, with a super specific focus. It's not that slanted though, since most of my thoughts are consumed by baked goods. And that my accomplishments are defined by the things I bake. Sad, but true.