It’s not about what I know, it’s about what I don’t know.
When we started this blog, my wife sat down and wrote out a
schedule of pies to make. I brainstormed
52 topics, she typed them up and fit them into a calendar that would make sense
from a seasonal standpoint. That way, I wasn't making Strawberry Pie in December and Apple Pie in June. And this week’s topic was Chocolate Pecan
Pie.
It starts with a completely pre-baked crust. I wanted to try out a new crust, so I made it
up, carefully followed the finicky directions about temperature and cooling the
ingredients and letting the crust rest. I rolled it out, fit it into the pie pan, docked the crust, let it cool
more in the fridge, and put it into a hot oven to bake. Then I sat down to write a blog post about
how much stuff I knew about pie crust. It was going to be great.
After ten minutes, I looked in the oven to find
disaster. Despite the docking, the crust
had inflated in the middle and slipped down the sides of the pan. This wouldn't do, this wouldn't do at
all. I tried to poke holes in the middle
and maybe stretch it back, but I've been down this road before and knew that it
was over before I started.
It’s not about what I know, it’s about what I don’t know.
