Hello pie fans!
On Saturday November 30th, Chris and I spent all day baking 6 apple pies and 6 peach pies to bring to my 10 year high school class reunion. We had a great time and saw a lot of familiar faces. The pies were roundly complimented by everyone who got a slice. We handed out many stickers, and hopefully come spring we’ll have even more attention for our food truck.
And then … food poisoning.
In between all the rush of shopping for pie ingredients and baking them and driving to the reunion and smiling and socializing, I forgot to eat anything until we got back to my mother’s house and I unearthed a container of mashed potatoes that were probably 3 weeks old. I became intensely ill around 6 am Sunday morning, and have been pretty shaky since then.
Yes, my big accomplishments in the last 72 hours have actually been walking up and down a flight of stairs, and eating a whole slice of toast. It’s been extremely unpleasant, to say the least.
The bigger problem is that due to the class reunion on Saturday night and the ensuing food poisoning Sunday, Monday, and now Tuesday, I have not been able to leave the house to make balloon animals and make money. Chris and I are down to about $50 cash, left over from what I made Friday.
I hope to be well enough to shamble around Ann Arbor and Ypsilanti by Wednesday, but it’s still too soon to tell. Our immediate needs are small enough, but they become larger when I’m prevented from working.
Here is the part where I shake our imaginary donation jar at you. Between this blog, facebook, and twitter, we have close to 2,000 followers. If 100 people (five percent of the people) gave $5, we would have $500, enough to cover rent, my overdue phone bill, gas for our car, and food.
Thank you, pie fans. I hope to be back on my feet very very soon.