pie eating contest: usually held at a community event to raise money for a school or other cause, involving the participants to eat pies with their hands held behind their back, using only their mouths to scoop up the pie.
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Ed, My Grandma Nichols made that too. She called it a stack of arrangements. No idea why it was called that. Applesauce was homemade and a beautiful color. She always soaked the cut apples in salt water to keep them white. Then rinsed before cooking or canning.Barbara
That sounds like so much fun! I have never been to one.
Similar to hot dog eating contests, watermelon eating contests, taco eating contests, pizza eating contests, wing eating contests and BBQ rib eating contests (Did I get ’em all???) – all of which are generally followed by a hefty dose of Alka Seltzer. LOL
God bless.
RB
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Love to watch, lots of fun!
Tipper,
I recently had a fun raising apple
pie and put white ice cream on top.
What a ness! But boy it was good!
Only thing missin’ was my bib…Ken
I have never entered a contest, but any excuse to eat pie works for me! I would lose, though. I have to savor each bite, not rush it.
I once attended a π eating contest. Everybody had blueberry πs. All the contestants were mathematicians and Greek scholars. We all ate π until we were blue in the face.
I have heard of such but never saw one live.
My mother used to make what she called a stack pie from biscuits and applesauce. She split the biscuits and stacked them in layers on a plate with spiced applesauce between the layers. After 4 or 5 layers she would cover the whole thing with applesauce. It had to sit overnight so all the biscuits could get good and soggy. A slice of it was the best thing I ever ate. The second best thing I ever ate was second slice.
Tipper,
Although I have never participated in a pie eating contest, most of the time I will have my camera ready to capture the fun and cheer on the competitors! The last one I attended was at Dollywood during a celebration! The pie was blackberry, with whipped cream…yummm! The better half came in second!
I have to admit that I have eaten “a humble pie or three” in my growing up years! LOL
Great post today…
Thanks Tipper,
PS…Like Jim, I can put my face in good fried apple pie, but has to be made from scratch including the growing, picking, slicing and drying of the apples!
PSS…Are we having any special recipes for Thanksgiving this year?
Tipper, I’ve never actually seen a pie eating contest in person. I’ve only seen them on TV and in movies. Seems to me that would be enough to turn one against pie for ever….even if it is good pie!
Tipper–Given the nature of my sweet tooth and love for about any kind of pie (although I’m not especially fond of Key lime pie), I feel like mine has been a life of deprivation. That’s because I’ve never, ever participated in or even witnessed a pie-eating contest.
I have fond memories of cake walks as school fund raisers during my teens, but even then I never won a cake.
Still, I guess I was a boyhood winner on both the pie and cake fronts, because Grandma Minnie made scrumptious fried pies and stack cakes, while Mom’s applesauce cakes and pumpkin pies were the stuff of dreams.
Jim Casada
http://www.jimcasadaoutdoors.com
Yes! Their faces look like whatever is in that pie. I like the ones who eat the blueberry ones. Such a mess! I give them credit; I watch, but don’t participate.