It’s Pi Day. That’s the day where all your friends who like to think they’re smart go around saying, “It’s March 14th – 3.14 as in pi,” and when you press them on what exactly ‘pi’ is, they say, “Uh. You know. Like in math. How do you not know pi?”
I freely admit I have no idea what pi is — I happily forgot everything I learned in math upon graduating high school — but I do know one thing: pie sucks.
Yes, Pi Day has pretty much become Pie Day. It’s a day when you can find deals on everything from Marie Callender’s to Pieology (pizza pie – get it?).
And while I’m all for turning regular days into made-up food holidays (National Pizza Day, anyone?), I stand by my opinion that pie is awful.
Hot fruit resting between two tasteless pieces of crust? And can we talk about Cool Whip for a minute? It’s terrible. Everything about pie is terrible.
Unlike cake. TEAM CAKE.
Now, here’s where I’ll concede that maybe my opinion stems from just never having had good pie. I mean, I grew up eating canned vegetables and didn’t really know the joy of fresh vegetables until I was an adult. Now I know vegetables are amazing when prepared correctly.
So what I’m saying is, I’m open to the idea that pie maybe, possibly doesn’t suck as much as I think it does.
Here’s where you come in. I need you to prove my pie opinion wrong. Or try to, anyway.
First, answer the very important poll question below about whether or not pie does, in fact, suck.
Then, tell me in the comments where one can get good pie in the Valley. If I get enough good answers, I’ll do a follow-up post listing these fantastic pie places.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll admit that I was wrong about pie.*
*Though probably not.
I love where I live, and I also love what I do. I'm lucky to be able to work in a profession in which I get to build relationships; one that has me meeting new people each and every day and helping them to build new lives in my beloved city. I'm lucky enough to work in a profession in which I can marry cutting-edge technologies and marketing techniques to good, old-fashioned, nose-to-the-grindstone work. I am lucky enough to work in a profession that allows me to work as an advocate for my clients; to use every tool at my disposal to get a job done well for them, and with as little stress and expense as possible.
I love my city. I love my job. One inspires my excellence for the other.
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