Baking Pies | In A Village

Happiness is – a small village, at the ends of the earthwhere children peel potatoes and dice chicken –

-and sauteé apple wedges with cinnamon seasoning – preparing to enjoy – a new dessert after dinner.

Click Here For This Sweet Peach Pie Recipe | Gimme Some Oven (Note: This pie contains bourbon, but other ingredients could also be substituted.)

When making pie for the first time in a village, children work on the ingredients and wonder. “What is this?”  They want to know.

“A pie.”

Children, all over the world, love to play with the doughy crusts, and braid and roll out the dough.  Drips of flour float in the air around their noses, as they wonder what kind of sweet or savory they will use as a filing for today.

There is something so special about pie, that the idea of meat, fruit, and other ingredients enveloped in a circular crust –  has traveled to cultures all over the world.

So what is it like – to bring pies to the far-off village corners?

Wonderful, actually.

Imagine walking into a village full of hungry children – with a new treat to share with them.  That’s – a good day.

The English word “pie” which can be traced back as a common word as early as 1303 A.D. and is thought to be a shortened version of the word “Magpie” – the magpie being a traveling bird that would scavenge almost any kind of food from their environment – much like many of the orphans of the world, today.

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Pies – have been around since the early Romans and have always been presented in a circular form – as if they were truly meant to be enjoyed by all around the world, before Galileo even discovered that the world is – round.

From Asian empanadas, to French tartlets, to Mexican confectionary counters, to Roman pizza pies – the concept of a pastry stuffed with filling is a time-tested and comforting culinary sensation.  Some pies contain alcohol, like this Bourbon Peach Pie recipe.  Culinary artists know that alcohol can enhance the natural flavor and aroma of some foods – but it can also be cooked without it.

The first pies, were actually meat pies.

Pies signify abundance, friendship – and kindness. Pies are a great addition for celebrations, holidays, and more.

A pie crust can be made out of just a few simple ingredients that can be found anywhere.  Every human culture has some kind of grains, eggs, salt, and water or milk in their diet to work from.

From bananas in the subtropics, to apples in the northern regions – from goat meat to chicken or beef – every corner of the world that supports human life boasts of some kind of naturally occurring fruit and protein sources to offer the inhabitants who live there – and all of those diverse flavors can be wrapped up nicely into a pie.  

How To Make A Pie Crust (And Lattice) | Gimme Some Oven

Orphans in this world, deserve their piece of the pie, too.

In our work with Pinteresting Against Poverty – it is so fun to be able to pull some of those starving, hungry little children from little villages around the world – and bake a pie with them.

“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.” -Mother Teresa

Where savory meats or bubbling sugary, seasonal fruits meet in a communion of flaky, golden crusts – suggesting brotherhood and peace.

There is something spiritual about sharing pies together.  There’s something about the process of baking together – with people around the world – that is special, too.

Using Rudimentary Tools To Bake A Pie Crust In A Village | Pinteresting Against Poverty

Share a pie experience or kindness experience with the orphans and vulnerable children of the world  – by trying out some of our favorite pie recipes by Gimme Some Oven – and consider making a donation to a children’s organization listed on our site today – or make a donation to Pinteresting Against Poverty to support our projects in a village- mail your checks to PO BOX 26074, Overland Park, KS 66225.

Whether in your own kitchen, or in a village – children can use almost any flat edge circular object to roll out the dough.  We’ve used cans of food, and glass bottles.  Sometimes you are lucky enough to have butter available, but sometimes you have to resort to other oils, for example, coconut oil might be a good substitute for butter if you are located too far away from convenience stores.

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Why Do We Need Shoes? | In A Village

The mud…

Shoes are needed to protect the feet of the children from the viruses and parasites found in the soil. | Pinteresting Against Poverty

is not only… dirty.

The mud, is not only inescapable and slippery —

— to those who can’t afford to pay for proper shoes.

The mud is a pathway to parasites,

…which crawl in through painful sores in the feet,

and climb the legs to lay eggs in the lungs of it’s victims.

The mud isn’t only dirty…

it’s plagued with a herpes virus —

— that causes cancer.

The mud, and an absence of proper shoes…

— is one of the reasons why there are so many orphans

— in the village.

Sometimes barefoot isn’t an option.

Did you know that there are viruses in the soil, which damage children’s health?

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Chilean Plums | In A Village

On a trip, far, far away — further than I could walk,

— a trip that happened after a long walk — in a luxurious contraption called a motor car,

— I found a Chilean plum, in a grocery store.

The color was delightful, and I purchased one…

Chilean Plum | In A Village

–to bring back to the village — and feed the children a taste.  

After taking a few videos and pictures with the beautiful fruit —

–we cut it into small pieces, and set it out as a treat for a four-year-old’s birthday, passing the dish around.

The fruit was soft, and juicy, and sweet.

We were careful — to save the seed.

Hoping to see — if it might be possible — to grow something similar in the village.

We all knew that if we could get something like that seed to produce — like a good “Jack and the Beanstalk” story,  the fruit could generate income, and fill nutritional gaps — for the orphans and the widows.  

Something as simple as a good seed could also house, clothe, and educate the widow with the green thumb — or — the struggling young student with the internet connection.

On a different continent, a few weeks later — I went to a grocery store.

 I smiled when I saw the same little plums on the shelf.  My hope — was that the little barefooted children in the far off village where these fruit were produced — were able to go to school by the cost of their produce.  

Some may think that someone as far away as a fruit picker in the subtropical nations doesn’t have an impact on their well-being or daily lives —

— but the fruit was just one glowing example of how far the efforts of their simple labor were able to reach.  The cheery little fruit was brightening the produce baskets in three different corners of the world.

It’s a wonder to me, that people can walk past the fruit in their grocery stores, and really not know the lands or the people they come from.  The fruit has a shorter lifespan, and yet travels further, than most people do.

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You may think — that it is easy to help a widow in a village.

I can tell you from experience: It isn’t.

As the widows stand in a strange doorway — encouraged by their friends to investigate a new work opportunity,

— several realize, as theirs hearts beat fast —

— that if they were — not– by my side hoping for our help —

— that they would be doing something — that they know how to do. They would not have to to conquer any of the insecurities — of a task unknown.

A lack of formal education leaves many feeling shame — and with a fear that they can’t learn. Many — understandably — fear opportunities — more than they hope — for the good of them.

But not all — are so fearful. Some are brave.

Their bravery — creates a challenge — of it’s own.

One widow, who had a better education before she was removed to the village of the destitute (as women are not allowed to own property) spoke up — encouraged by the opportunity to work with an international NGO. She had once been advised of her labor rights, and her act of bravery was putting those long-lost lessons to the test. She knew to ask foreigners harsh questions and negotiate a good deal. The only problem? That foreigner — happened to be — me.

“Now. You!” She says in a way that makes me jump. “You say that YOU want to have a rug of these cloths.”

“Yes.” It was true.

“You! say that you! will pay us to do this work. Is THAT the truth?”

“Yes.” I answered honestly. We were ordered to get a rug for our facilities, but thought perhaps we could make one out of our old clothes. Instead of buying a rug — we decided to try to hire the widows, to give them a day’s work at a man’s wage.

“And…” she pauses, “How is it that you! expect us to cut these cloths?” As she points to the teetering tower of rags and remnants.

I’m already a little bit tired of being ‘me'(!). I looked back at the teetering pile of unsalvagable laundry.

It’s important to say that knives are used — to do — just about everything in the village. A knife can be used as a fork, knives — can cut grass, protect from thieves, deliver babies, cut umbilical cords, prepare foods — they can be heated to repair the soles of shoes — and cut clothes.

I forgot to ask them — to bring their own tools today.  I admitted this, blushing.

“Well, well.” Says the widow. “You! are not prepared for us laborers!” She cackled.

“I’m sure we can find something to use.” Confidently, and a little more tired — I sent children to rush around looking for supplies.

Out of knowledge, I asked, “Now, what would you use at home?”

The widow laughed, slapped her knee — and started to dance — with her hands making cutting motions. “What do you call theese!!” Her arms cut through the air as she giggled.

I blushed. “Scissors.”

“YEs! YEs!” She cackled, and the women also blushed. “We need your little — contraptions! Those little machines!! That do like this!” She laughed and danced cutting with her fingers through the air — and some of the anxieties. If we were unprepared, it was enough that — in the humor of the moment — the other women were relaxing and also hiding their smiles.

I still blushed. It was funny.

After all — how did any civilization get so “advanced” that we needed something as complicated as scissors to cut up cloth? It did seem funny, in the village.

“So when can we start?” Asked the widow.

“Right now if you’d like.”

Children were showing up with all kinds of sharp edges, offering their possiblities. There were a few pairs of Crayola scissors included in the mix — that I was both ashamed and proud of.

“We need to have the rug — before the magistrate comes to re-inspect. They never tell us what time they are coming — so — I hope by the end of the week we can be finished.” I explained.

Still laughing, the widow cackled with a dry voice pretending to be an uppity movie star, “We need 50,000 each to be properly equipped to do your job. And we get to keep the tools. Agreed?”

In other words, they were asking for about $70 worth of scissors.

I laughed. The widow went solemn. “We are widows.” She said all of a sudden seriously.

I nodded in acknowledgement of the title.

“You have to respect our rights, and equip us as you would have yourself equipped. Otherwise we cannot work for you.”

I sighed. It was going to be a long day.

And they wanted scissors.

This is how projecting with the widows started.

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Tomatoes, Peppers and Onions

“Is it big enough?”

You know despite the many languages the children speak…

— this is the question running through their mind every time their little knees bend to weed around the new vegetable.  

The new “it” is a green pepper plant this time.  Newly planted.

It’s a fruit they have never tasted before.  

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“Does it need more water?”  Worries a little one, looking at the white flowers and angular green leaves.

“No.”  It might actually be smaller due to all of the love it’s gotten.  The plants are a bit hardier than they think, and are more suitable to desert climates, or dry seasons.

“I know I am really going to like this.”  Says the widow, watching over the plant one afternoon.

There had to be at least twenty people standing around the pan on the day we picked this pepper.

All had to be fed.  Myself included.  

The vegetables were flavored with a new vitamin-packed fiber treat.

They were not aware of how big the vegetable would grow, and needed guidance, one dared to pick one of the small fruits to add to our dinner pot a bit early.

The children were very happy with the flavorful introduction of green peppers to their diet, and can’t wait to pick them.

They are beginning to learn, is that a green pepper, is not only green.  The fruits will go through a delightful color change as they are allowed to age.

There are brilliant reds, and oranges, and yellows —

The children planted their first pepper seed gently in an eggshell, to test the soil and conditions. Later, when the plant was stronger, they transplanted it outside.

as soon as they are not so hungry to have to pick them green.  Then they can enjoy meals such as this Roasted Red Pepper Sauce Recipe from Gimme Some Oven.  

Peppers contain a lot of nutrition that the villagers lack, such as potassium, and vitamin A, vitamin B, niacin, and dietary fiber.  Peppers can grow decently in dry or drought environments.  In the village, we poured our tomato and pepper sauce over rice and corn meal, but the children have a special love for all things ‘noodle’, and every once in a while we splurge for a bag of pasta – especially on holidays – and sometimes for art projects and decorations.

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A Lion Matters

When I heard…

that a fellow countryman… a dentist…

paid a price…

…to be allowed to kill a lion,

a chill went across my heart, and goosebumps rose underneath the fine hairs on my arms.

My first thought was, “They don’t know what they are doing.”

There is something sacred about a lion.

A real lion.

A lion that lives in the wilderness.

There is a pride — that’s missing — and a shame that’s present, in such an action.

I thought of some of the hungry little children I’ve cuddled.

One of them, dying.

And how his whole body relaxed, and how he sank so happily, glowing into the soft bed I put him in, at the sharing of a lion story.

“Liiii oooooooooonnn!!!” The ailing little boy roared from the bottom of, and with all of the air he had left in his rattling chest.

The animal had a strength that the child did not.

A strength that the child admired.

A strength that all children admire.

What kind of man, would travel thousands of miles, and pay money over the heads of their starving little bodies — for the “privilege”

— of killing their mascot?

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