Happy Palm Sunday! The Turks and I celebrated by finally observing daylight savings time and I added exclamation by building a pie from the lowest common denominator of "scratch" because there are no pre-made pies in Turkey. There are no pre-made pie crusts or pie fillings, either. I'm also now noticing that there are no pies.
There is no food processor, rolling pin, oven, or measuring cups/spoons in my kitchen,all helpful pie builders. There is no vanilla extract, brown sugar, cream, cream cheese, chocolate chips, baking chocolate squares, cocoa powder, baking powder, baking soda, or Kraft's Jet-Puffed Marshmallow Creme in Turkey, so potential pie was and is all I had and have going.
Two knives, an empty wine bottle and an EasyBake-sized toaster oven, moonlighted as food processor, rolling pin and oven. Measurements--standard, metric, or otherwise--were thrown out the window with the first four crust attempts.
Palm Sunday is one of the twelve Great Feasts of the Orthodox Church, and as the only Lutheran for miles, I'm taking temporary refuge in the celebratory feasting observances of my distantly related religious brethren. Lest I stray from my roots, I won't be observing the fastings or confessions of the Orthodox Great Lent with the same intensity.
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