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.
When I was 11 or 12, I told my grandfather one time that I liked German Chocolate Pie from Marie
My grandfather made a trunk for my mother for her to start collecting items to take with her when she
I broke my oven door because I could never make a pie crust. My grandmother came to visit and helped
When dating my husband, we would to to the Charco Broiler and he would order Banana Cream Pie for his
In a moment of deep distress, Nothing but pie could mend my soul. The End *This is a true story
I was probably four years old when the High Park Fire happened. My math teacher lost her house. Our friends
Shortly after we got married in 1982 (and living in Fort Collins) I told my wife how much I love
When it comes to pie, it’s all about the crust for me! It’s just plain “cheating” to purchase a ready-made
This story isn’t exactly about pie. It’s about pie plates!I brought a lovely Brie to work, planning to share it
In September of 2005, I couldn’t have laid my hands on any of the five pie plates in this picture.
My maternal grandmother, Anne Elizabeth Bender, was a force to be reckoned with. Her strength and resilience knew no bounds.
My mama’s kitchen was always full of activity. Evelyn Campbell was always cooking, canning, frying, baking, or fixing something to
In 2001, my husband George and I took a wonderful road trip to Nova Scotia. One of the many enjoyable
My mother only learned to cook after she married my father. A hard-working farm girl, she married into a family
My fondest memories that involve pie are of my mother-in-law, Marge Gerber. She was of that Midwest mentality that pie
When I was around 10 years old, in 1957 or so, my mother made Dream Pumpkin Pies for the first
The first time meeting my now fiancé’s family in his hometown of Green Bay, Wisconsin, was not under the greatest
I lived overseas as a child and when we would come to the States in the summers I always looked