Yesterday I got to bake pies in my old place of employment, Malibu Kitchen. They aren’t set up for pie baking the way they used to be. I couldn’t find anything, including the recipe for Coconut Cream Pie, which meant our “serious” documetary turned into a standup comedy routine as I scrambled — with the camera rolling — searching for a rolling pin, bowl, and spoons.
After dropping off a fresh-baked coconut cream pie at my mom’s house in Playa del Rey — for her 73rd birthday (I missed her birthday party because of our shoot) — we headed to Venice to host a pie baking party for a group of 30-something singles. The premise was baking a pie for a man is a sure way to land a husband! I am living proof of this, I assured them, as my mom baked my dad a banana cream pie, nailed the marriage proposal, and is still married 50 years later!