Thursday, May 14, 2009

August 20th, 2009, 330-7pm @ Eastbank Farmers Market

We have a date!
I finally spoke with the Farmer's Market Coordinator, the lovely Ms. Anna Curtin, and the date is set!

August 20th, 2009
3:30-7pm
Eastbank Farmers Market (SE Salmon and 20th)

Get ready! I can't wait to see your entry!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Pietopia 2009 is coming!


Get ready folks! It's back this year and looking for some more great entries. To participate, please submit your 300 word blurb and recipe, including why you chose the recipe and how the taste of it relates to the current state of your life by July 15th, 2009. Each winning pie will receive a limited edition screen print reflecting the ideas in the written statement. Pies will be judged upon the creativity and innovativeness in ideas reflecting the ingredients used in the recipe.

The event will be held in August at a Portland Farmer's Market location, exact date and place will be announced as soon as we find out, right here on this site!

Get as creative or as traditional as you want with your pies! Savory, sweet, fruit, cream, custard, meat, or vegan, do it up! The winners will bring their pie's to the farmer's market for some good old fashioned tasting and show off their baking skills. Come and taste what your community is feeling! Plus check out the amazing silk-screens that will be specially designed for each winning pie.

Email blurbs and recipes to: pietopiacontest at gmail dot com

Friday, August 22, 2008

The Pietopia Event 2008!


It finally happened and what a show it was! There was an A-MA-ZING array of pies, all of which were fabulous. I honestly can not pick one, or even two as my top favorites. I find it interesting that all the pies were equally as good. Not that I was expecting anything less than great from these talented folks, but still, not one mediocre pie? The winners were judged upon their statements in how creative they were in their statements correlating the taste of the pie with their life, not the actual taste of the pie. And yet, when the time came to sample the pies themselves, the flavor of each of them was fantastic. A combination of the mounting excitement of myself, friends, and the community around this event I believe made everything even that much sweeter.

Pies have a long-standing stigma attached to them. Like bread making, pie making has become something of an marvel in the American kitchen. Interestingly enough, pies were redefined by the American Kitchen dating back to colonial settlement. Pie had been around for centuries before the British started colonizing the Americas. However, because the pie was an easy vehicle for food preservation, early Americans embraced it. Pie is a part of our short but deep American heritage, and like cooking seasonally, we have seemingly lost touch with it.

I would like to alleviate some of this angst right now and tell you, pie making is not all that difficult. Carve out a few hours on a weekend afternoon, or some morning or evening, when you can be in your kitchen with you and you alone. Get out your flour, cut up your unsalted butter into little bits and toss them together in your favorite big mixing bowl. Now get your hands in it. That's right, feel the texture of the butter and the flour between your fingers, against your palms, and notice that you are creating something entirely different than what you started with. Put your new concoction of dough in the fridge and cut up your favorite seasonal fruit. Maybe you got the fresh plumbs because the vendor at the farmer's market gave you a try and they took you back to place you hadn't thought of since you were a kid. Maybe you picked the berries or apples yourself. Whatever it is you decided to use, it was because you intuitively knew this was how this pie had to be. Notice how the smell of the kitchen changes with each minute the pie is in the oven. When your olfactory senses have peaked with intensity of the sweet aroma, you know your pie is done. Take it out and savor it's steaming, buttery crust with the spicy, sweet juices of the fruit. Now that doesn't sound too torturous to try. I hope you can utilize this gold mine of recipes, tastes, and thoughts and maybe even take time to recognize the custom of pie making so that it will not become too lost of an art. Cheers!
Marlene Dopp, Pietopia winner, Chemo Therapy Pie (Vegan Apple Pie, so yum!!)

Thom Wheeler, Pietopia winner, Homesick for Miami Pie (Beef-Plantain Pie. Like whoa.)

Maryanne Capobianco, Pietopia winner, Red Door Rhubarb Pie (amazing!)




Tuesday, July 22, 2008

And The Winners Are...

After an overwhelming response, the jury has responded with five winning Pietopia Pies! Congratulations to the winners!! If you have a favorite, I'd be interested to know...

Leslie Wilson
the "my life is changing more quickly than I can adapt" pie


Designer: Justin Bland

1 bunch of fresh asparagus, approximately 18 stalks
1/3 cup chopped scallions
4 eggs slightly beaten
1-1/2 tablespoons flour
1-1/2 cups light cream
1 medium sized head of broccoli, approximately 1 cup
1 cup shredded cheese: goat and gouda and parm
1 pie crust
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon fresh cracked pepper
1/8 teaspoon garlic powder
1/8 teaspoon of nutmeg (preferably fresh if possible)
dollop of honey when served
Preheat oven to 325 degrees.
Steam asparagus and broccoli for five minutes then place in cold water bath to stop cooking. Reserve up to twelve pieces of asparagus whole and chop up rest. Chop broccoli equal to one cup.
Shred cheese into a bowl and stir in flour, salt, pepper and garlic powder until well incorporated.
In a separate bowl, whisk the eggs; add the cream, chopped asparagus, chopped broccoli, chopped scallions and shredded cheese mixture in with eggs.
Place the mixture into the prepared pastry shell.
Take remaining whole steamed asparagus stalks and place on top of unbaked quiche artfully. Sprinkle the nutmeg on top.
Place unbaked quiche on the center of cookie sheet and place in oven on the middle rack.
Bake quiche at 325 degrees for 35 to 40 minutes. Let quiche set for at least 10 minutes prior to serving.
Serve with a dollop of honey on top.

asparagus is refreshing, crisp and bitter and with some rough parts much like becoming an adult. Like the vegetable, whose best flavors are contained in its head, I am a woman defined instead by my stringy stalk. Finally, in this transition from girl to grown up, the scent of my urine has mysteriously and suddenly changed. This is perhaps the greatest mark of asparagus.

I have included eggs in the pie as a reminder of my fertile body: the monthly flood of relief that balances itself with that ever subtle ticking of my biological clock. Eggs in a pie, though a reminder of my sometimes questionable (often late-night) life choices, are also the very ingredient that holds the pie together, lending both substance definition.

Broccoli is an important element in viewing a life changing more quickly than one can adapt because it resembles nature. Logging, rapid development, landscapes inundated with impervious surfaces, forest fires destroying regional crops, peak oil lending itself to uncanny grocery expenditures. As I child I took advantage of broccoli. By throwing it away when nobody was watching, I thought that by beating the system I could capitalize on the opportunity to work my mealtime and accommodate my best interests. On the environment, kids didn't know then what we do now.
But finally, Honey, because it is important to make life sweet nevertheless.

Chemo Savvy Apple Pie, Marlene Dopp


Designer: Jason Traeger

Made with carefully sliced (dissected) apples, extra flattened top crust with steam vents to look like mastectomy scars and a few extra pokes to mimic drain holes and a port for administering drugs. Serve with bald vanilla ice cream balls (like my head) on a day you feel like eating.

This spring I received the diagnosis of “recurring breast cancer”. After 14 years I thought I was home free. No such luck! In May I entered the hospital for a double mastectomy. Wanting to lighten the mood a bit I entered the operating room with two of my favorite presidential candidate’s stickers on my chest in the appropriate places. I came out with the stickers neatly reapplied to my bandages. The operating room staff enjoyed the humor. In June I started the Chemotherapy. It will continue for four months with me getting infusions every other week.

There are days I could care less about food, but when the hunger comes I think of comfort food. I love making pies and they are definitely comfort food in my book, especially apple pie. A purchased pie just doesn’t cut it. I like the sweet fresh fruit flavor, the texture of the apples in the slightly salty flaky crust and the creamy topping of vanilla ice cream or rice dream.

The process of making this pie, the slicing, flattening, poking and going through the fire reflect what I have been going through to a tee. It has been helpful to put a difficult situation into a tasty metaphor.
Chemo Savvy Apple Pie Recipe:
5-6 apples, peeled and sliced (my favorite are my homegrown Akane)
3⁄4-1 cup sugar (the amount depends on the tartness of the apple)
2 tablespoons flour
1⁄2-1 teaspoon cinnamon
2 tablespoons butter or vegan margarine if desired
Layer slices of apple alternating with flour and sugar and cinnamon in a crust lined pie pan. Mound the apples up as they will shrink. Dot with butter or margarine and top with another piecrust turning the edges under the bottom crust and flute the edges. Cut vents in the top crust . It helps to bake the pie in the middle of the oven and place a cookie sheet on the bottom rack as sometimes apple pies can get juicy and run over. Bake in hot oven (425 degrees) 50-60 minutes until crust is browned and apples are tender. Tent with foil if the crust browns too quickly.
Oil Pie Crust Recipe:
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon of salt
1⁄2 cup canola oil
3 tablespoons ice water
Mix flour and salt, add oil and mix with fork. Sprinkle cold water over mixture and mix well. With hands press mixture into a smooth ball. Divide ball in half and flatten both parts slightly. Roll out 1 dough ball to circle between 2 12” square sheets of wax paper or plastic wrap. Gently peel off top sheet of wax paper. Fit pastry into pie pan, using care not to stretch. Trim evenly with edge of pan.
Repeat with second ball of dough and arrange over filled pie and peel off paper. Trim crust 1⁄2-1” beyond edge of pie pan; fold top crust under bottom crust. Flute edges. Cut vents for steam to escape. Bake as above. There you go, no cholesterol pie if you omit the butter and use healthy margarine instead.


Homesick for Miami Pie, Thom Wheeler Castillo


Designer: Mia Nolting

Inspiration for my pie comes from being homesick for Miami. I often long for the savory dishes that I ate growing up. The dinner table I ate off of was rich with flavor and culture.

You see, my mother is from Ecuador, my grandmother from Texas, and my friends were of cultures from all over the Americas and the Caribbean. I was very fortunate to come from such a rich heritage and fortunate that my mother insisted that I eat everything offered me at a meal.

Although the concept of this fusion of flavor was my own, the various layers were gathered from the kitchens of my mother and grandmother. My culinary skills were mastered in these kitchens. So its where I returned for my research in this project.

Grandma Anne passed on her recipe for pie crust that originated from a trailblazer's chuck wagon. My mother's secret for sugary plantains is to store the plantains in a paper bag in a cool, dark spot and to wait for the black plantain's skin to mold. And, yes, the picadillo recipe is mostly of Cuban influence but mom did remind me that the dish is part of the Americas colonial past and originated in Spain.

Simply put my pie is a reflection of my experience and of the hybrid nature of my sense of self. It is these influences I long for when I am homesick and I attempted to bring together in one savory dish.

Ingredients for crust:
3 c flour
1 c shortening
1/3 c water
salt

Ingredients for filling:
1lb of lean ground beef (or T.V.P)
1 large onion (finely chopped)
1 green bell pepper (finely chopped)
3/4 c tomato sauce
5 cloves of garlic (finely chopped)
2 tsp of capers
1/3 c raisins
1/3 c of green olives
2 tsp cumin
2 tsp oregano
1 tsp of sugar
salt and pepper to taste
1 large moldy black plantain
olive oil for sauteing
oil for frying

Pre-heat your oven at 375F.

Crust Preparation:
In a large mixing bowl, sift 3 c of flour to 1 c of shortening and mix with hands. Then add 1/3 c of water and salt and mix with hands again. If the crust crumbles, you've mixed too much. If the crust is tough, you've added too much water. Roll out with a rolling pin (or a wine bottle). Separate enough crust to line you're pie plate. Leave the rest to cover the pie.
Bake the bottom crust for about 15 minutes. Make sure you fill in the pie with something that will keep the crust from rising. I use a small plate.
Filling Preparation:
In a mixing bowl, combine the ground beef, oregano, cumin, salt and pepper.In a frying pan, heat the olive oil. Saute the onions, green pepper, and garlic until soft. Add the ground beef mixture, and tomato sauce. Cover and cook over medium-low heat for 20 minutes.Remove the cover. Add the sugar, olives, capers and raisins and cook uncovered 15 minutes or until the liquid is fully evaporated, but the meat is still moist.
Slice the plantain in long, medium thick slices.
Then fry the plantain over medium heat in oil. The secret to frying sweet plantains is to fry the slowly so they'll caramelize slowly.

Fill the meat in the half baked pie. Layer the plantains.
Roll out the remainder of the crust for the top.
I roll out the center, then cut triangles out of the remaining dough.
I line the edges of the circle with the triangles so the shape resembles a sun.
Bake until the top is golden brown, 15 to 20 minutes.


Matt Freid
"Once you move to Oregon you'll never move away because you know you might never get another slice of HuckleCherry Pie"


Designer: Tricia Martin

The first time I ever visited Oregon, I was impressed by the fact that everywhere I went there were blackberries growing. The whole state seemed to smell of ripe berries. After a many a hand to mouth picking sessions, I decided that I had to do something more elaborate with all that fruit and baked my first pie. A little runny, not the most tender crust, but it helped to set me on a course in my life that led to decades of living in the NorthWest, and many, many pies made. Though I've been to any number of beautiful places in the world, I am never comfortable being too far from here in the pie filling capital of the world, especialy during the summer.

The HuckleCherry pie, like most good things was a happy accident. Made a cherry pie, made a huckleberry pie, and then blended the leftovers with the extra pastry - and it was good. The cherries - real, dark, European style sour cherries grown organically in Hood River ( and available from the Tamiyasu Orchard folks at the Thursday SE market ... ) are a transplant from a foreign place that found the perfect conditions to thrive on the east side of Mt Hood. The huckleberries are native, growing wild on the western slopes of the mountain long before the first human picked them. Somehow when blended together in a pie, they make a unique flavor and a deep beautiful purple color that neither can produce alone. A pie that has a sense of place, the ecology, history and culture of our region, and the season of full ripe summer. This pie is great for special occasions, because you only get so much of these ingredients each year, freeze all you can while they are available. Once you have a slice, would you move far enough from our fair volcano to risk not getting another slice ???

Measurements are in weight because it's the best way to always make your pies come out right ...

10 ozs huckleberries
10 ozs dark ballaton sour cherries

(Fruit can be fresh or frozen, and you can substitue Wyman's wild blueberries and sour cherries packed in water if need be ... )

1 oz dried blueberries
1 oz dried sour cherries
8 ozs granulated sugar
2.5 ozs corn sugar
.75 ozs quick tapioca, ground up a bit in a coffee grinder
2 tablespoons orange juice
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/4 teaspoon almond extract
1 teaspoon orange zest
sprinkle of cinnamon

crust for double or lattice top pie

Milk or cream and raw sugar for topping

Preheat oven to 425 degrees.
Line a 9 inch pie pan with crust, freeze for 15 minutes and flute edges.
Prepare top crust or lattice top to cover, chill in refrigerator.
Mix dried and fresh or frozen fruit with sugar, corn starch, tapioca, zest and cinnamon in a large bowl. Let juice for 10 minutes.
Add juice and extracts, mix well.
Fill bottom crust, tamp down filling until even and well packed.
Wet crust edge with milk or cream, cover with top crust ( I prefer the solid top for this pie )
Brush top crust with milk or cream, sprikle with raw sugar, cut vents for steam to escape.
Bake for 10 minutes, then cover edges to limit over browning.
Bake 20 minutes, turn one half turn, and reduce heat to 350.
Bake 30 minutes or until filling begins to bubble through vents, remove from oven and cool thoroughly.

Serve with whipped cream or vanilla ice cream, or even better Hagen Dazs Honey Vanilla.


Red Door Rhubarb Pie, Maryanne Capobianco


Designer: Christopher Huizar

Well settled into the sixth decade of life with my children grown and newly retired, I believe most would consider that I have achieved the all American goal. Or have I, yet? As I read the previous sentence, the word settled is unsettling.

Make no mistake, I did enjoy my years of a conventional life style of being the good wife, the nurturing mother and the successful career person. Now, no longer married, children grown, thirty year nursing career complete, I have begun in earnest the journey into the next passageway of my life.

My big comfortable home in suburbia has been sold for a small bungalow in the Hawthorne district. A white bungalow with blue trim did not fit well with me. My bungalow is now green with a red front door. Red front doors have always fascinated me. Even as a child, I would imagine that anyone living behind a front red door must have a thirst and a passion for life.
Last fall I planted rhubarb in my back yard. This summer the ruby red rhubarb is the same color as my front door. There is a correlation between my red door, my red rhubarb and my life as I envision it to be. My life, just like my red door rhubarb pie, is not all sweetness. There is just enough tartness to keep it interesting. The delicious juices that flow from the pie are the same juices that fuel the spirit of my adventures...and all I have to do each morning is open my front red door and know that life is waiting for me juicy, tart and delectable.

Make 10 inch two crust pie (sorry, my pie crust recipe is secret)
Cut 5-6 cups of fresh red rhubarb into 1/2 inch pieces
2/3 cups sugar
1/2 cups flour
1 tsp cinnamon
4 tbsp butter
Blend sugar, flour and cinnamon together and mix into rhubarb coating rhubarb well. Pour mixture into a pastry lined 9" pie plate. Dot mixture with butter. Cover with top crust. Fold two crust together and crimp edges. Cut vents in pie crust. Sprinkle top crust with 2 tbsp sugar. Bake at 425 degrees for 40-45 min or until crust is brown and juices are bubbling

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Pietopia Pie Contest 2008!


Pietopia Pie Contest

An exhibition to discover the taste of life in Portland, OR

What does it taste like to be unemployed, starting a new job, just married, divorced, a new homeowner or desperately searching for housing? What kind of pie would describe the way you are feeling right now? Could you imagine your thoughts, concerns or joys transformed into the All-American Pie? If so, take part in the Pietopia Pie Contest!

To participate, please submit your pie recipe and written explanation, including why you chose the recipe and how the taste of it relates to the current state of your life in under 300 words by July 15th, 2008. The project will culminate with an exhibition of the winners at the Portland Farmer’s Market Eastbank between 20th and Salmon on Thursday August 21, 2008. Each winning pie will receive a limited edition screen print reflecting the ideas in the written statement. Pies will be judged upon the creativity and innovativeness in ideas reflecting the ingredients used in the recipe.

Get as creative or as traditional as you want with your pies! Savory, sweet, fruit, cream, custard, meat, or vegan, do it up! The winners will bring their pie's to the Eastbank Farmer's Market (20th and Salmon SE) August 21st, 2008 for some good old fashioned tasting and show off their baking skills. Come and taste what your community is feeling! Plus check out the amazing silk-screens that will be specially designed for each winning pie.

Tricia Martin is an artist and designer exploring our community’s state of being. Inspired by Portland’s foodie culture, Martin is looking to channel this interest and commitment to good food as a way to explore how food can become a symbol for thoughts and feelings of a community.

Please send statements and recipes to:
pietopiacontest@gmail.com


The Local Economy Pie



The summers in Portland are undeniably beautiful. The sun is warm, usually not too hot, the air is not humid with a little breeze, and the produce here is absolutely amazing. There are local fresh produce stands that serve every neighborhood, farmer’s markets, and local farms supply even the major grocery stores. Being surrounded by Portland’s bountiful fresh produce led me to start thinking what a sustainable local economy tasted like.


Portland’s berry market is vast. A weekend favorite for locals is to take a trip up to Sauvie Island and pick their own berries as well as tons of other fresh produce. It is a great way to not only get mass quantities of berries for cheap, but to help directly support local farmers.


With the national crisis of oil and the economy occurring, we are all affected by the rising prices of fundamental necessities such as food. Is it possible to be a totally self-sustaining community in today’s Internet based way of life? Going back to a simpler way of daily life would certainly be an adjustment, but doable. I consider myself lucky living where I do with an abundance of fresh and local foods, it also makes creating a pie that tastes a bit like heaven that much easier.


The Local Economy Pie
  • 4 or 5 medium to large semi-ripe peaches
  • 3 cups blackberries
  • 1 cup brown sugar
  • 1 teaspoon nutmeg
  • 2 tablespoons cornstarch
  • Pinch of salt
  • deep dish pie crust (sorry guys, this recipe is mine)
  1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. with rack in lowest level. In a large bowl, toss peeled and sliced peaches and blackberries with sugar, cornstarch, nutmeg and salt. Pour into pie shell; cover pie with extra pie dough and pinch the sides shut. Place pie on a rimmed baking sheet.
  2. Bake until topping is browned and crust is lightly browned, about 1 hour and 20-30 mins. (If topping or crust begins to brown too quickly, tent with foil.) Cool completely before serving.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

The Pie of Unemployment


This spring has brought about many endings, including school and my former place of employment, which closed its doors after being a local go-to spot for over sixteen years. Getting a job in this town is no joke and the journey of trying to find one is enough to merit it’s own pie recipe. The trip has been tumultuous so I chose to explore what it tastes like to be unemployed. The cacophony of feelings I went through daily were nervousness, scared and a little excited to have more time to play. This bittersweet combination embodied for me the taste of a fresh rhubarb pie. I picked up some rhubarb at the Portland Farmer's market from a local farmer. It was fresh and some of the best I have had.


Rhubarb is a root, and grows quite nicely in the local climate of the Pacific Northwest. Historically, rhubarb was used for medicinal purposes but its leaves can be poisonous when ingested. In ancient china, rhubarb was used for both healing and as a deadly poison.


Rhubarb on it’s own has that acidic taste that makes your mouth pucker and you feel it in the back of your throat. It is a lingering taste as well as a memorable one. The way the flavor gives a physical reaction due to the potency of its distinct taste and then lingers on your palate reminded me of how feeling nervous can not only linger but pose it’s own physical issues as well. I also thought it interesting the duality of Rhubarb's use as a medicine and a poison. The scare factor is certainly there, but it is also an interesting parallel to the duality of feelings as well. Feelings, like medicine, can put you on the path to health, spur you on to healthier ways of approaching life, and help find the insight necessary to cure yourself. On the other hand, feelings when ignored, disregarded, or taken in overwhelming doses, can act as a poison.


Bittersweet, poisonous, and medicinal, Rhubarb embodies all the components and feelings for me of being unemployed. Excited that I have more time for my own projects, scared that I won’t be able to pay rent, and a healthy nervousness that spurs me on to stay in the job game culminated into the taste of a Rhubarb pie.



The Pie of Unemployment (Rhubarb) Recipe
  • 1 3/4 pounds (about 6 cups) rhubarb, ends trimmed, cut crosswise into 3/4-inch pieces
  • 1 cup brown sugar
  • 2 tablespoons cornstarch
  • Pinch of salt
  • deep dish pie crust (sorry guys, this recipe is mine)
  1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. with rack in lowest level. In a large bowl, toss rhubarb with sugar, cornstarch, and salt. Pour into pie shell; sprinkle with Crumble Topping. Place pie on a foil-lined rimmed baking sheet.
  2. Place pie in oven; reduce heat to 375 degrees. Bake until topping is browned and crust is lightly browned, about 1 1/2 hours. (If topping or crust begins to brown too quickly, tent with foil.) Cool completely before serving.

Crumble Topping
  • 3/4 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1/3 cup packed light-brown sugar
  • 3 tablespoons granulated sugar
  • Pinch of salt
  • 6 tablespoons cold unsalted butter (cut into small pieces)
In a medium bowl, mix flour, light-brown sugar, granulated sugar, and salt. With your hands, work in butter until large, moist clumps form. Chill, covered, until ready to use.