Poetry in Pastry

This post inspired by a love of pies, and Andrew's Piecycle.

The University is an odd place. I sit here under fluorescent lights (although I should be grateful I get phone reception, as next year the Masters offices are located so far underground that your phone is not connected to the outside world) and emerge for short periods of time to get some lunch, or go to the bathroom. OK, quite a lot of the time I emerge just to ride my bike around.

But that is not the point. Now that it is no longer regular semester time it means that there are no longer my favorite custard pies in stock.

However, yesterday morning, the fine morning that it was I discovered a new item on display in the HSB cafe; an odd sight given that the plates are generally unchanged each day, the same stuff day in day out.

Now on this morning I noticed a small muffin-like parcel, wrapped in gladwrap. I was draw to this unfamiliar item and as I picked it up I realised that It was still warm. This means that it has been recently baked.

Well that sealed the deal, and as I waited for the register lady to sell me my pastry parcel I smelt the sweet warm smell of fresh baking leaking from the plastic parcel in my hands. It was still steaming.

Back at my computer I hastily unwrapped it and upon first bite discovered a most friggen awesome yum warm apple pie. Topped with cinnamon, the apple contents was just the right temperature, still hot from the oven. And the pastry...oh the pastry...it was warm, yes, but also sweet.

Anyway. I was in love.
I went back an hour later, alas, they were all gone.

So this morning I raced in as soon as I could possibly wake. There were my beloved pies waiting for me. Although I was slightly later than the last morning, they were still warm.

It turns out the cafe lady has been making them upon some engineering students' request given the absence of the regular apple and custard pies. I pleaded with her to continue making them into the new semester.

It would give me a little more reason to get to work early in the morning.

Alex