Pie Stories
Since the very beginning, when we were planning our little pie shop that grew to become Ginger and Baker, people were quick to share their favorite pie stories. There’s just something about pie that conjures memories and brings people together. Enjoy a few pie stories and quotes we’ve collected and share your own below!
We live ‘full time” in Fredericksburg, VA, but two years ago we bought a cabin in the Poudre River Valley. We discovered Ginger and Baker the first month we were...
When I was 11 or 12, I told my grandfather one time that I liked German Chocolate Pie from Marie Callender’s. Every single event for the next ten years (including...
My grandfather made a trunk for my mother for her to start collecting items to take with her when she moved off their farm in North Dakota. In 1917, she...
I broke my oven door because I could never make a pie crust. My grandmother came to visit and helped me make a perfect pie – loads of Crisco!!! I...
When dating my husband, we would to to the Charco Broiler and he would order Banana Cream Pie for his birthday. I thought that would be the perfect birthday dessert....
In a moment of deep distress, Nothing but pie could mend my soul. The End *This is a true story By Dr. Leo Marvin
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I was probably four years old when the High Park Fire happened. My math teacher lost her house. Our friends had to evacuate. My Nana’s house was near the fire...
Shortly after we got married in 1982 (and living in Fort Collins) I told my wife how much I love my mother’s cherry pie. She refused to ask for a...
My wife’s grandparents came to America from Ireland in the 1920s and settled in Boston about three blocks from Harvard. Her grandmother was known for the speed with which she...
When it comes to pie, it’s all about the crust for me! It’s just plain “cheating” to purchase a ready-made crust! Because I don’t like a flimsy or thin pie...
This story isn’t exactly about pie. It’s about pie plates!I brought a lovely Brie to work, planning to share it with my friends. It was summer, sunny and hot enough...
In September of 2005, I couldn’t have laid my hands on any of the five pie plates in this picture. I didn’t even own two of them at that time....
My maternal grandmother, Anne Elizabeth Bender, was a force to be reckoned with. Her strength and resilience knew no bounds. When my mom was two years old, my grandfather passed...
My mama’s kitchen was always full of activity. Evelyn Campbell was always cooking, canning, frying, baking, or fixing something to take to someone who needed food. There was always a...
In 2001, my husband George and I took a wonderful road trip to Nova Scotia. One of the many enjoyable things for us on the trip was eating fresh seafood,...
My mother only learned to cook after she married my father. A hard-working farm girl, she married into a family that relished home-cooked gourmet suppers every night. She was determined...
My fondest memories that involve pie are of my mother-in-law, Marge Gerber. She was of that Midwest mentality that pie was “anytime.” She could make a pie with a wonderful...
When I was around 10 years old, in 1957 or so, my mother made Dream Pumpkin Pies for the first time for Thanksgiving. I never cared for pumpkin pie but...
The first time meeting my now fiancé’s family in his hometown of Green Bay, Wisconsin, was not under the greatest circumstances. His grandmother had recently been ill and we raced...
I lived overseas as a child and when we would come to the States in the summers I always looked forward to visiting Grandma and Grandpa Co, my dad’s parents,...