Happy Pi Day, people. Of course, next year is the big event, that once-a-century occurrence. Of course, when I think of pie, I immediately think of my go-to pie expert, the lovely, gracious, and talented Aunt Snow, who ran an amazing "pie a week" series. You want to learn how to make pie, she'll be your guiding star. Another resident of the bloggerhood who can, as he puts it, "knock out a good pie when the need arises" is Mr John Gray. I'm an indifferent baker, but on occasion I'll make a steak-and-kidney pie (though I substitute beef heart, and not the one you're thinking of, for the steak in order to make the pie more "organ-y"). I have come to use a springform pan instead of a pie tin, as it gives really good results (and I'm too intimidated to tackle my mother's incredible cheesecake recipe).
At this point, I'm thinking of an appropriate song for Pi Day, and the first song that leaps to my mind is a harmless but uninspiring song by a post-GoGo's Belinda Carlisle:
I've always found Ms Carlisle's solo work to lack both the fun and the bite of her GoGo's material- maybe she was trying too hard to be a serious chanteuse to remember how clever and sassy she once was. For the record, I think that Vacation is one of the finest pop songs ever recorded, a catchy confection of a song with slightly downbeat subject matter, just like I prefer.
I suppose I could play something by the Circle Jerks, but that might be construed as being disrespectful to the best irrational number of them all.