Yesterday, as I was smearing about softened mint chocolate chip ice cream into a pie crust, I was thinking about how I was going to tie pie into what’s going on in my life. How I’m trying to get my stuff together, to live a little more mindfully, to be more organized. Now that the work crunch is over, I have time to make time for things a bit more. I’m making an effort to be a bit more thoughtful and organized.
I popped the lid on the pie and stuck it in our (massively cluttered) freezer. Gosh, I love mint chocolate chip ice cream – it’s my absolute favorite.
We’re heading to NYC tomorrow for a trip that I dare say could be categorized as “leisure” – as much as any trip to the big city is – and getting ready for it has been a bit of a hustle. Packing overnight bags for the animals, calling doggy day care, getting a (much needed) pedicure, packing for heat management and versatility, being girly in that my kitchen has to be clean before I leave, car registration renewed before my birthday, and so on and so forth.
Not exactly that mindful, slow living I just mentioned, huh?
Yeah. I said birthday. It’s coming up this weekend and this trip is a way for Mike and I to celebrate and see a gaggle of friends while we’re there. I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate than with pie – a mint chocolate chip ice cream pie – while taking part in Pie Day.
The whole point of Pie Day is to slow down a bit. Make something out of love and feed folks you care about. Share it with those that read your blog or hang out with you on Twitter. I chose this ice cream pie because, knowing we were at a breakneck speed heading into our trip, it would be easy to assemble. Also, gosh-darnit, I obsess about ice cream pies and cake. It might not be slow and lovingly baked…but it sure was going to be tasty. I saw this one on the Cooking Channel blog and knew it was the one for me. A sweet, early birthday treat to myself before lift-off.
As many of my recent best-laid-plans have gone lately, it was a mad scramble to get everything accomplished in a graceful way and this pie was no exception. Armed with some sprinkles, some chocolate sauce, some decorations…I had visions of a leisurely morning of pie photos, some frilly decorations and the obligatory sexy bite shot.
Yeah…that didn’t happen.
Just as soon as I popped that bugger out of the freezer, it started to melt. Not just soften a bit…I’m talking Frosty The Snowman on a July day. It held its shape – mostly. It just got gooey and squishy and the consistency of soft serve. It certainly wasn’t the recipe’s fault – this was a ill-conceived plan of shooting frozen desserts in an almost balmy Southern house.
So…I did what any self respecting almost-36 year old woman would do…
I put a little spring in my step, threw on that chocolate drizzle, a smattering of sprinkles…and took its photo. You know what? Then I ate it. Smooshy, cold goodness. It wasn’t pretty…but damn it was tasty. An (almost) perfect way to celebrate Pie Day, the beginning of our NYC journey and being another year older but not pie-wiser.
This recipe is super simple and really lovely. You can editorialize it however you want – big fluffy whipped cream, sprinkles, chocolate shavings, chunks of thin mint cookies or candies. Again, you can find the recipe here.