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You know, ‘mouse, I keep hearing about this grouchy boss who keeps threatening to revoke your guestblogging privileges and get all grumpy on your ass.  Are you sure you’re not confusing me with my evil twin?

Should I add to the pie list, or am I ineligible to play as an employee of PieCo (a division of Breads R Us)?

Bakerina, of course you’re welcome to add to the list.  As for grumpy landlords, I haven’t seen one in these parts.  But I do hear a slight hint of edge in your voice when you defend against the false accusation? Is is possible that you’re not all sugar but also a little spice?  Oh I do hope that spice is cardamom.

Meanwhile,
- Banana cream.  (I bet there’s a way to make it that doesn’t begin with Jello pudding)
- Whole strawberry
- Pumpkin-maple custard pie

I count roughly 25 suggestions so far.  This isn’t just for favorites.  It’s for any pies, long lost from childhood, once eaten in a truck stop, I need ideas here.

Ooooo!  Look what happens when we all roll up our sleeves, rub our hands together and prepare to discuss pie!  ‘mouse, you did a good thing here.

(To answer your question, I don’t hear any edge.  Why do you ask?  Huh?  Huh?  Huh?  No, really, there’s only just enough spice.  And yes, it’s cardamom.  Between my Swedish great-grandmother (a/k/a the Proto-Bakerina) and the Indian restaurants/groceries I’ve frequented in my adult life, I have cardamom in my bloodstream.  Those little speckles on the strands of my DNA?  You guessed it.)

I will open up the floor a little here, as I’m guessing you want not just a “best-of” (although, really, we could go to town on a best-of), but the biggest list we can get.  I’m thinking of all of those weird but successful pies brought to us by our Amish/Shaker/Dunkard/Mennonite neighbors.  Vinegar pie.  Raisin pie.  Snitz (dried apple) pie.  Shaker boiled cider apple pie.  Shaker-style rosewater-custard apple pie.  Shoofly pie, mmmmm, shoofly pie.  I’ve had dry crumbly ones and wet molasses-y ones.  What I’ve never had is a bad one.

Of course you know there are a million more hovering about my universe (berry pies, chess pies, chocolate pecan pie, which sounds like an abomination but I promise is not), but I’d rather hear what other people have to say, so I’ll hold off for now.

When I was a kid my Swiss grandma used to make “cheese pie.” Nowadays they’d call it quiche.