Saturday, May 16, 2009

Park Wood Diner, Maplewood

1958 Springfield Avenue
Maplewood, NJ 07040
Pie $2.50
Coffee $125

The Park Wood Diner gave us every reason to believe we would get good cherry pie. The chicken soup was good. The salad was fresh. Even the coleslaw was good. The place mats boasted "You'll like our food." A sign on the coffee maker said "God Bless America." We really believed it might happen. The slice we were served was fresh on both edges, which seemed to bode well. But that pie was nothing more than crust on the outside and red stuff on the inside.

It looked like a pie. Yeah, in a court of law it could be proved they had intended to make a cherry pie. They probably have a paper trail - invoices for cherries filed away, a testimonial from a 'baker' ( "I am the baker what make ze pie. Yes. I make ze crust. Also, I fill ze crust wit ze cherries. I swear I do zis.") - just in case in this litigious society someone asks for their day in court. The plaintiffs' discussion with counsel might go something like this:

Jersey Pie: We feel that by implication they were saying that there would be cherries in the pie.
Lawyer: So, are you saying it was a blueberry pie?
Jersey Pie: No, we mean the quality, a thing can't have no quality at all. Could they serve anything beige on the outside and red on the inside as cherry pie?
Lawyer: I think you've got no case, is what I think.

Trader Joe's cherry crumb pie last weekend was not much better. All real ingredients, no preservatives, a little more than 50% crumb. Something slimy happened between the cherries and the crumbs. And sweet. Not HFCS sweet, but sugar sweet. Not good. We are starting to think we can distinguish the flavor of disregard. This Trader Joe's pie carried the taste of the bottom line. And that brings us back to the assembly line. On television this week they're advertising the new Terminator movie. And here we pose a pie-quest inspired philosophical query: Have the machines already won? Is it not so much they might gain a survival instinct and human-like consciousness as they have already dulled our own awareness...of the quality that human care brings to a pie? Rather than rising to our level, have we already fallen to theirs, with questions like: how much filler can I use and still call it pie? How little effort can I apply and still keep my job? How little can I possibly care about what I am doing and still get it done?

It's a dark day for Jersey Pie. It's hard to believe we'll find any reason to carry on with our quest, and yet we continue our search. There are some lights on the horizon. We've heard of an orchard in South Jersey, where folks line up for pie. Seems positively Edenic. Is that what we're really looking for here? A sort of Platonic ideal to feed our souls as much as it stuffs our pie holes? What are we really looking for?

6 comments:

Mia said...

You've hit the nail on the head: you have been tasting the flavor of disregard!

I maintain my high hopes for the pie from the idyllic farm...

(my word verification is "porpie" - sounds like "poor pie")

Kate Forster said...

I'm beginning to feel intimidated. Maybe I won't make pie in September. Supposin' it smacks of goo? Or too sweetness? What if there's a thwunk? I should get the TJ pie and if I like it, I'll decline to bake. Yeah, that's the ticket. When's the idyllic orchard adventure? Wear gingham, Mary Janes and white anklets. Sit in the grass on a plaid blanket. I like it!

jennifer and kendal said...

Mia! It's the poop wizards at work I tell you. Jersey Pie is the front line of the anti poop wizard revolution. It's the caring revolution. Join us! Whatever you are doing, where ever you are, stop, and give a shit, even if it annoys middle management. Nya ha ha ha ha. The revolution has begun. We will rise up victorious over the flavor of disregard!

jennifer and kendal said...

Kate! Check out that TJ pie! Tell us what you think of yours. Does TJs have local bakers tho? Would it be the same pie? Interesting widget implications to investigate here.

Kate Forster said...

In googling Trader Joe's cherry pie (seems they all ship from the same place, frozen--bad carbon footprint, that) with "sour Michigan cherries" I read that lots of people use TJ's bottled cherries in their pies. Which leads to a gasp for me. I use beautiful frozen Remlinger Farms cherries. Available there? I think not. Yikes. Add to your explorations how I can come by frozen cherries in NJ. "hughtwo" and out.

Mia said...

I just logged on to read the other comments, but, with a verification like "wootiout" (which kind of sounded like Kate Forster's "hughtwo and out,") I just had to add another comment.

Perhaps "wootiout!" can be the cry of our revolution!

WOOTIOUT!!!