Plum line

For a few years there, us cFam gals used to schlep over to the Plum Market *on* turkey day to get something for dessert, usually from the Zingerman’s case. I have long given up trying to make pie crust. The Commander could make it in her sleep although my favorite pie-making memory of her was when she was marching around the moomincabin chitchen to Sousa marches that NPR was playing on one of the patriotic holidays. This talent skipped my generation. The beach urchins can do it but they do NOT have time.

Anyway, here is the first time we did this. It was 2012 and it was the first turkey day Lizard Breath had been here since before she lived in SanFran. We found this cart at the bus stop and the beach urchins at first thought it was a little sketchy that I grabbed it but what the heck?

Here we are again in 2014.

And again.

We haven’t done the Plum line in recent years. One of the beach urchins started working at the Plum and was therefore able to shlep desserts and whatever to our house from the store and didn’t necessarily want to trek over to her work place on a day she wasn’t scheduled to work.

2 Responses to “Plum line”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Like all good traditions, it has a time and place, then leaves wonderful memories as we move forward. Your daughters can make pie crust too? It skipped me as well.

  2. Pooh Says:

    My new trick for pie crust is to roll it out between two sheets of parchment paper. This year I made a piecrust with finely chopped pecans and gingersnap crumbs as add-ins, so it may have rolled out easier, but the parchment paper surely helps.