Sunday, June 7, 2009

... Quickie Pie, anyone?

No camping excursion from the hallway would be complete without a raging campfire, some toasty brown, finger-licking gooey, marshmallows, and a Quickie Pie or two. Yes, husband meant to use the adjective 'raging' when describing the campfire. You know the ones. They can be seen from another county even in the middle of the day. So much heat and smoke that when you hear, "Campfires keep the bugs away" you had no idea it also meant the flames would be so hot the rubber on your tennis shoes would melt. Or, that you'd need a mask to avoid smoke inhalation damage. And, those sirens? That's the fire truck speeding toward the inferno.

Anyway ... back to the quickie pie. So, you don't know about these little treats? Well, husband is an expert at making them. He takes his handy-dandy Quickie Pie maker, which is a slice-of-bread-shaped metal form on each end of two long, slender handles that when folded over looks like a cooking device for toasting a sandwich. Quickie Pie was the original manufacturer for this product, so the name has always stuck with us.

To make these delicious treats, husband carefully preheats the maker on the burning embers of the fire while he quickly butters one side of two slices of bread. Take the maker out of the coals and place the buttered sides face down on the metal forms leaving the inside slices ready for the stuffing. There are several recipes to use but the hallway favorite is to open a can of ready-to-use apple pie filling and scoop a couple of spoonfuls onto the open bread. Top it off by laying a piece of Colby cheese on top of the filling. Fold over the maker and lock it.

With expert placement and timing, the maker is inserted into the campfire until the bread is slightly toasted, the cheese melted, and the filling hot to the touch. Remove the maker when ready, place the contents onto a paper towel that will be folded over the pipping-hot treat to keep all of its juices from flowing onto clothing instead of the mouth, sit back in the canvas chair, pop the top of a favorite beverage, and enjoy a Hallway all-American Quickie Apple Pie.

Yum-yum. The final part is to handle the clean up of the maker. From time to time the crust will burn onto the metal form and it takes a little persuasion to remove it. Husband who has already mastered the making, now has a brilliant idea for the cleansing. Simply place the maker onto the hot coals and let the crust melt off. Excellent ... no scrubbing, no mess ... easy clean up.

The End ... er ... um ... well, not exactly. Fuzzball, fanny, and wife love to recall the look on husband's face when he pulled the freshly cleaned maker from the fire to discover that all he had were two long handles. Remember the 'raging' campfire? How hot does it get? So hot that if the maker is left in the fire too long, then it actually liquidizes the metal forms. Ouch!

The End ... really ... the end!

Hope you enjoy a summer of family get-togethers, delicious treats, and fun memories. Please share a few special stories with those of us who love living life ... in the hallway and by the campfire.


  1. We used to make these campfire pies all the time when I was a wee lad. Yum! I don't think we called them Quickie Pies, but it sure is a fun name. We probably called them something like Campfire Tarts. Most likely, we didn't call them anything at all. We just made them and ate them. Don't think we ever melted the toasting device though....

  2. Woke up this morning thinking of Quickie Pies as I had just had a dream remembering/incorporating them. My husband remembers me making them when we first had kids. Darn! Why did I ever get rid of that Quickie Pie maker?!!!

    Found your story through a search. Thanks for the laugh.