Friends, all of the pies are baked, all the dishes are washed, and the kitchen is quiet. The time has come for me to share the news that I’ve been keeping to myself for the past year. Teeny Pies is closing. Not simply taking our typical winter break, but closing, closing.
The last six years have been such a joyful and exciting experiment. I have grown leaps and bounds, not only as a lady baker, but as a human. So much so, that it sometimes seems a little crazy to stop the pursuit of pie at this point. But. The time has come.
From day one, there has been a bit of magic surrounding this whole adventure. Every step, while never particularly easy and always requiring what felt like maximum bravery, was clear. One pie became two pies, one pie mentor became friends in pie, one recipe became a whole book full, and for the last six years I have loved nothing more than bringing Teeny Pies into being.
I thought the next step was opening a storefront. It seemed logical that I would work the farmer’s markets until I had enough capital, help, and experience before diving headfirst into owning and operating my very own pie shop. That was the plan. That’s always been the pie plan. And then I realized earlier this year that the pie plan didn’t thrill me the way it needed to. And if I’ve learned anything over the last six years it’s that the pursuit of a passion must be felt with your whole heart. It’s what makes the hard bits easier and the good bits triumphant.
It’s taken me the year to feel really good about making a change and to get truly excited about what could come next. After wading through a lot of sadness, guilt, and worst of all, the feeling of failure, I came to realize that it was ok to be sad but it was also ok stop the pursuit of something that no longer made me the happiest. I’m ready to take another giant leap into the unknown and find the magic that propelled me toward my pursuit of pie six years ago.
Pie pals, I have really, really enjoyed becoming your pie lady. I’m a woman of science, an inventor of flavors, and a totally stellar lady baker. I love being in the kitchen, knowing recipes by heart, crimping the perfect crust, and best of all, getting to meet so many friends in pie. You have allowed me to be such a fun and sweet (sometimes savory) part of your lives. Teeny pies have graced baby showers, Thanksgiving dinner tables, holiday spreads, weddings, picnics, family reunions, and everyday pie breaks.
Friends, family, and even strangers have bought books, tested pies, built boxes, sold at markets, visited at markets, given pies as gifts, baked my recipes, celebrated with pie, and endlessly supported the pastry filled dreams of this lady pie baker. Not to mention all of the fruit peeling. There’s been a lot of fruit peeling over the last six years, pals. I cannot even begin to say THANK YOU. But I will try.
Thank you for helping me bring Teeny Pies to life. I am so entirely grateful.