Tuesday, March 30, 2010
CAN SHE BAKE A CHERRY PIE?
When we were a young married couple, we would go to the Fish And Game Lodge for a monthly potluck dinner followed with 50/50 dancing.
Each month I would try to outdo myself with some showy dessert
for the dinner.
One month I had worked on Saturday, and when I got home I was longing to lie down and relax prior to the party. I asked Gerald, "Sweetheart, why don't you go to Kroger and pick up something from the Deli?" He had a crestfallen look on his face and asked, "Aren't you going to make something?"
My all-wise mother, sensing Gerald's desire, began singing the old song, "CAN SHE MAKE A CHERRY PIE?" I got the message immediately that he wanted me to make something "special"!
I spun into action and told Gerald to rush to the store to buy the ingredients I needed. After he left for the store my mother said, "You know he likes it when you show off your cooking!"
I didn't make a cherry pie that time because I didn't have enough time, but I did make Strawberry Trifle which is a very attractive dish.
In our family we have an acronym--P.I.E.--which means PRESENTATION IS EVERYTHING. Growing up, if we were having company, and something my mother made didn't look "presentable" she would hide it! Of course we would eat it later, but it had to be pretty for company!
"Can she make a cherry pie,
Billy Boy, Billy Boy,
Can she make a cherry pie,
She can make a cherry pie,
Quick as a cat can wink an eye,
She's a young thing,
And cannot leave her mother."