#thanksgiving pies

[fullcravings]

Mini Apple Pies

#mini #apple pie #apple #pies #pie #food #mini pies #recipe #kids #cinnamon #brown sugar #autumn #thanksgiving #halloween #cookiesandcups

[seasonalwonderment]

How To Host Thanksgiving In A Small Space- the Guide - StoneGable

#pumpkin pie #fall food #Thanksgiving dinner #pies #autumn

[whitefireprincess]

#food #baking #dessert #apple crisp #recipes #cobbler #pies #thanksgiving #uotd #whitefireprincess

[antikristrecipes]

Eggnog Brulee Pie

#eggnog #brulee #pie #pies #food #food porn #sweets #desserts #christmas #winter #thanksgiving #fav

[strangersmunsons]

Eddie's making a pie for Thanksgiving. he's trying his best. eddie munson x gn!reader, ~1000 words

“Are you sure you can handle this?”

“Oh, c’mon.”

“Eddie…”

“Yes! You got nothin’ to worry about, sweetheart.”

Even he knows he doesn’t sound very convincing. He scans the array of ingredients laid out on the kitchen table — flour, sugars, assorted fruits, butter, et cetera — and winces. 

You make a funny noise, something between a sigh and a chuckle. “I told you I can do it when I get home. Really, I don’t mind.” 

Luck would have it that Eddie gets the day before Thanksgiving off instead of you.

You’ve always been responsible for bringing dessert to the big holiday feast; you’re a pretty skilled baker and like to make a few different pies so everyone can have their favorite kind. But working until 5 o’clock in the evening the day before leaves you with a pretty limited window to finish them all, especially since you’ll be dog-tired from the long shift.

Which is why your sweet, woefully-inept boyfriend volunteered to start the process for you.

“I got it,” he tells you firmly. “Let me do at least one for you, okay? The fruit one. You said that one takes the longest, so I’ll get it out of the way.”

He can practically feel your hesitation. But after a long pause, you cede. 

“Alright. And remember I bought you pie crust so you won’t have to make one, okay? That’s half the battle, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

“You don’t trust me to make pie crust from scratch?”

“Frankly, I don’t. I do love you, though.”

He smiles.

“I love you too.”

-

The kitchen looks a mess. The recipe emblazoned Triple Berry Pie is stained and wrinkled, and Eddie keeps squinting at one particular line of direction:

“Gently stir mixture until thickened, 2-5 minutes.”

It’s bordering on twenty minutes at this point and Eddie is still stirring a very watery, fruity soup on the stove. 

“Two to five minutes my ass,” he mutters, growing more annoyed by the second.

What is he doing wrong? He did what the recipe said to do. And he can’t lie, it smells pretty damn good, if he does say so himself. Warm sugar and a spritz of lemon juice coat the simmering berries and the scent has his mouth watering as he makes the would-be pie filling.

Would-be, if the cornstarch would do its damn job. 

He stirs faster, face scrunching in frustration as he whips the mixture around. 

A splash of liquid sloshes over the side, instantly sizzling as it makes contact with the hot burner. 

“Shit!”

He lets out a loud groan, and throws his head back dramatically. 

He glances at the phone hanging on the wall, wondering how bad of a boyfriend he’d be if he called you at work for help.

It’s tempting.

“It’s fine,” he says aloud to no one in particular, and grabs the box of cornstarch, shaking more of the powder into the saucepan without bothering to measure anything. He adjusts the heat and continues to stir for a few more minutes, all the while trying to resist the urge to lob the whole thing across the room. 

When it finally starts to thicken to a more jam-like consistency, Eddie almost cries in relief.

He immediately pours the filling into the ready-made Pillsbury shell — the “Allow filling to cool for 15 minutes” direction going completely over his head — and dumps a fistful of crumble topping over it. 

He feels like the proudest man on Earth when he finally snaps the oven door shut. 

He feels less proud when he takes it out some forty-odd minutes later, and sees the final product.

“Nooooo,” he whines, ovenmitt hands flying up in distress. 

He’s not too sure what happened, exactly, but it doesn’t look good — filling has leaked out all over the sides of the pie tin, blobs of congealed fruit completely obscuring the once-neatly crimped edges of the crust. He cringes when he sees that it’s dripped all the way to the bottom of the oven, leaving blackened puddles that are definitely gonna be a bitch to clean. And the ‘crumble’ on top? A pile of dust. Ashy. Unappetizing.

He heaves a shuddery sigh, brow furrowed in anguish. 

You’re gonna be so disappointed.

He thinks of Thanksgivings past where, if anything you made had even the tiniest flaw, you moaned in dismay, wanting your family and friends to have the very best you could give them. How gutted would you be when you came home and saw this abomination?

He doesn’t have to wait long to find out, apparently — he can hear the front door opening as his mind clouds with panic.

“Eddie?”

You pad into the kitchen, greeted by the sweet aroma of baked goods and the sight of your flustered boyfriend clutching an over-full pie between two flowery ovenmitts. He looks so distraught that you immediately become concerned, and close the distance separating you. 

“What’s wrong?” You stand behind him and wrap your arms around his waist. 

“I fucked it up,” he replies quietly. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh, honey, it looks fine.” 

Maybe it's not the exact product you would have come out with, but it's not nearly as bad as he seems to think it is. You know he gave it his best shot, and you love him for it. 

You give him a squeeze. “There’s just too much filling, that’s all. When that happens and the oven’s really hot, then it can bubble over. It’ll still be delicious.”

“It looks like someone got cremated on top,” he complains. 

He’s not totally wrong. Even you’re not sure how he managed that.

“It’s fine,” you reassure him. “We’ll just…spread it around or, um, scoop some off. Sprinkle some sugar on it. Then it’ll be perfect.”

He sulks. “I’m sorry,” he repeats. 

There’s a pang in your heart. “Eddie. I know you’ve never baked in your life, so for you to do this for me was a huge help.” You press a kiss to the middle of his back. “I love you. It’s great.”

He softens a little. You teasingly pull on one of his curly tendrils. “Will you at least keep me company in the kitchen while I make the others? Or are you too traumatized to be in there?”

“No, of course I will. And I’ll help you.” He considers. “Although, I think you should probably take the lead,” he says sheepishly. 

“Sounds like a plan.”

-

happy thanksgiving to anyone who celebrates! and if u don't have a wonderful regular thursday anyway <3 i do make this pie every year, with this crumble, if anyone is interested :^)

#wrote this for myself because i make four diff pies for thanksgiving each year and would give anything to have an eddie help me out lol #also i just finished this up while drinking margs and i'm mildly buzzed. so if there's any misakes. oopsies! #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader

[mars-and-the-theoi]

Feeling Lady Hestia’s influence in my kitchen today. Have 2 pies in the oven (pumpkin, of course), a roast in the crockpot, spiced hot chocolate on the stove, and potatoes peeled and ready to be turned into mashed potatoes. Feels good to be out of my flare (finally) and in the kitchen again.

#as we near thanksgiving I get into my ‘pie trials’ as I do the pies for it #so today I’m practicing my pumpkin and probably next week I’ll practice apple #then I’ll practice my chocolate pie then the peach pie #just to make sure I’ve still got it all down and whatever tweaks need to be made can be made and I’m not left scrambling at last minute #I mean it’s not big deal if I am kinda screwed over last minute as other folks never have any problem bringing other desserts if I ask them #to (and they did so last year) but still everyone really likes my pies and I always feel bad if I don’t provide on that end so #helpol #hellenic polytheism #hellenic pagan #hellenic pantheon #hellenic paganism #hestia deity

[navnae]

Steve hated thanksgiving when it came around because he eventually he got used to always being alone on that. Eddie made it his business to get Steve out the house and stay over for thanksgiving. Even Wayne made room for him but Steve still felt like he wasn’t a part of their camil so he shouldn’t get in the way of their family time. Eddie thinks he’s being ridiculous and for thanksgiving Steve found himself sitting at the kitchen table with Eddie beside him and Wayne on the opposite side of him. They made him feel welcome they even gave him extra food which he was completely against but they kept on insisting that as a guest they were more than happy to give him as much food as he wanted.

Steve ended up getting several plates because Wayne’s food is really good and that doesn’t give it enough justice in Steve’s opinion. Eddie teased him for chowing down as if the food was going to run from him when earlier that day Steve swore that he wouldn’t eat too much so Wayne and Eddie can get their food, clearly that was a lie. Nonetheless they still made Steve feel at home and their bond felt so natural and not fake in the slightest. In some ways Steve wished that growing up he had the same chemistry with his family just like Wayne and Eddie. After dinner they sat in the living room for awhile to talk about anything that they could think of.

When the day came to an end Steve had to get on his way before it got too dark. Eddie pulled Steve in for a kiss as they were walking out the door and to his car. Wayne waved at him from the doorway then shortly after disappearing into the trailer. Steve gave Eddie one last kiss before he got into the car and he was down the road.

Steve couldn’t stop smiling on the way home. He’s never felt so loved in his entire life and Eddie always found a way to do that for him. Steve hoped that next year he could join them again and maybe he could some of his thanksgiving favorites who knows. He would just have to wait and see.

#steddie #happy thanksgiving #short prompt #they’re so cute #couple goals #so sweet #i’m a softie #my heart #i cant take it #cutie pies #love them #steddie headcanon #hcs #eddie munson #steve harrington #uncle wayne #stranger things #help lol #idk what else to tag #please #come on #manifesting #power #so cuuuute #lmaooooooo #that is so funny #wow #hmmmmm #omfg #i know what you are

[songofsunset]

Happy Thanksgiving! This year's pie was brought to you by my One Piece fixation!

Bonus: Luffy in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade

...And then MOMENTS AFTER IT WAS TAKEN OUT OF THE OVEN, the compass rose pie was dropped all over the floor in a tragic steaming pile of blueberry and crust

So I lived my best Eric Bittle life and whipped up a replacement to bake while we ate, which just came out of the oven.

I was complaining about not getting to bake as many pies this year because we have fewer people, so I can't even complain lmaooo

#lori chat #pie #thanksgiving #pies #food #whipped the second pie up EXTREMELY quickly hahaha

[kiiamn]

The innocence of pies

It was wrong. All wrong.

I sat at the end of the table, and looked at the end of this years thanksgiving feast.

We were having apple pie and ice cream, and my aunt was getting a knife to slice it up, for everyone to… enjoy.

…

My aunt found the knives. calm down, calm down

…

She returned. im not calming down

…

She's about to slice into the–

"No!" The words slipped out if my mouth. The screams of my mind unable to be contained. And… and everyone was looking at me now.

"We… shouldnt cut open the pie," I said. Everyone was looking at me blankly. My heart was pounding but I couldnt stop now.

So I spoke, each sentence becoming more desperate than the next.

"We shouldnt cut it open! We shouldnt– distribute its pieces among the family! And most of all, we shouldnt consume its flesh, because why should we‽"

Then I screamed.

"The pie. is. Guiltless! Without guilt! It has never hurt its fellow man, it has always been fair in its dealings!"

I turned. Slowly. Making eye contact with everyone. People Id thought to call family.

"The pie was a better man than any of you were." I spat.

They were looking away now, save my father, trembling in anger, and trying to bore a hole though my head with his glare.

No.

I slammed my fist on the table, thankfully misssing the cultry. He flinched.

"The pie is innocent! You cannot do this and call yourself good men," I sneered.

But I was loosing them, more defiant faces than not. They didn't care about the… the heinous nature of this act.

This isnt working. I should leave. I'm too emotional right now. They hate me. I should leave, I should–

I took a deep breath, and got up.

Im going to leave

Before I left, I said one last thing. Repeating myself, yes, but it beared repeating.

"The pie has done nothing wrong. You all know this. And yet you will consume its flesh." I said. "But I suppose thats all I can hope for, for you to acknowledge that, well,"

I took another breath.

"that the sin of pie, is zero."

#mathblr #pie #pi #pun #writing #trigonometry #thanksgiving #my post

[briarpatch-kids]

Currently baking pies. We have three pies for four people and I don't know if that will be enough (joke)

#every white people Thanksgiving has more pies than people istfg #i dont know if my peach pie is going to work out tho #it was pretty wet

[autumn-everafter]

#fall #autumn #october #fall in love #autumn blog #november #pies #thanksgiving

[fullcravings]

Mini Pumpkin Pies

#mini #pumpkin pie #mini pies #pie #food #dessert #pumpkin #autumn #winter #thanksgiving #pumpkin spice #kids #recipe #cinnamon #ifyougiveablondeakitchen

[seasonalwonderment]

Chocolate Pecan Pie - Baker by Nature

#chocolate pecan pie #pecan pie #recipes #pies #Thanksgiving #Thanksgiving dinner #pecans #food photography #desserts

[popcorn428]

thanksgiving post 2 days later crazy

photo dump 🫢

my moms empanadas and arroz con gandules was heavenly bro 🙏

and she made stuffing just for me<3

#Thanksgiving #beef empanadas #apple empanadas??? Sounds weird but they tasted like apple pies and were yummy

[katiajewelbox]

Happy Pi Day from Katia Plant Scientist! Pi Day is March 14th, which is a mathematical pun on the date written out as 3/14. Pi is the mathematical constant defined as the ratio of a circle's circumference to its diameter, and this constant is approximately 3.14159. Pi has many more decimals than this of course, because it is an irrational number that cannot be expressed as the ratio of two integers. Pi has an endless string of decimals that never repeat or fall into a predictable pattern. This is where the idea of "Pi Day" originates. This quirky mathematical holiday has been celebrated since 1988 by making and eating pies as well as holding math-based quizzes and competitions. Contests where students and math enthusiasts recite as many decimals of Pi as possible are a popular Pi Day activity. This is my homemade pumpkin pie from Thanksgiving dinner, featuring Crown Prince pumpkin as the main ingredient and garnished with pecan nuts. A math joke that is in fact a Mom Joke and not a Dad Joke because my Mom used this with me as a mnemonic ... Q. What’s wrong with the equation 'pi r squared?' A. Pi are round. Cake are square. #katia_plantscientist #piday #pie #dinner #STEM #mathematics #math #mathisfun #mathjokes #mathskills #numbers #NumberPi #March14th #redwine #dinnertable #pumpkinpie #science

#katia hougaard #katia plant scientist #pi day #pi day 2023 #numbers #pie #pumpkin pie #dinner table #thanksgiving dinner #mathematician #women in math #math #mathematics #maths #math skills #math jokes #pi #3.14159 #3.14 #equations #mnemonic #jokes #science #Science and Technology

[morethansalad]

Apple Butter Whoopie Pies with Bourbon Cinnamon Buttercream Frosting (Vegan & Gluten-Free)

#vegan #desserts #thanksgiving #whoopie pies #apple butter #cookies #nut butter #vegan butter #flax seeds #cinnamon #allspice #coconut sugar #frosting #vanilla #buttercream