I've done it. I've taking this food blogging thing too far.
We've all told people not to bite before a photo. We've all shouted at guests to back-off and get out of our light. But have we turned an empty office at work into a live photo set?
Before I left DC, I brought in a slew of desserts that I had cooked, this being one of them. I had a tough time with the meringue, as I had never made meringue pie before.
I woke up at 6 am to complete the pie, thinking it would be the perfect amount of time to go for a run, get back, bake the pie, let it cool, and take some photos.
I followed Dorie's directions to a T. Unfortunately, I followed the wrong directions. Where Dorie said "put the pie under the broiler until the tips are browned slightly and let cool for 15 minutes", I read as "Put the pie under the broiler for 15 minutes."
Well, 7 minutes in, something didn't smell right. I opened the oven and was greeted with meringue that was burnt to a crisp.
After a silent tear fell down my cheek (not really, but it could have happened, as I am an emotional person), I gathered my thoughts and thought fast. I decided that this meringue would not get the best of me. I tore off the top layer and was relieved to see the rest of the pie was salvageable. I made some more meringue to cover the top, baked it again - this time for only 2 or 3 minutes, and removed the pie.
Great stuff, but it was now 8 am and I had to go to work with the pie.
So what did I do? I brought my camera to work and shot photos in a former co-worker's empty office who had the biggest windows, naturally.
I tried to be discreet, but I am sure we all know that DSLRs are not exactly the quietest of electronics. So the Senior Vice President of my company walked in, head cocked to the side, face twisted with curiousity, laughing.
As a little background - many of my coworkers did not know I have a blog. They knew I love to cook, they enjoyed the fruits of my labor, but I hadn't mentioned it to them in my time there. I have no idea why.
So you can imagine my embarrassment as I tried to come up with a reason for why I was in the former CFO's office taking photos of a half-eaten pie (which they had loved).
"Uh... I have to take pictures of all of my food", I stammered.
That was seriously the best I could come up with. No further explanation, no mention of a blog, just "I take pictures of my food." Brilliant. I felt like Bridget Jones.
The SVP laughed even harder and walked away.
I guess he didn't question it much because of how much my co-workers loved this one. And man, is it good. I reduced it by AN ENTIRE STICK OF BUTTER (seriously. Two and a half sticks? Is that necessary?) and it was still as light and creamy as ever. I couldn't taste the ginger at all, however, so next time, I'll up the ginger content.
This pie will always hold a special place in my heart. It the first time I actually had no shame as a food blogger and did what needed to be done to get the right photo.
For the love of the food.
Check out for the recipe and check out TWD for some more pie!