Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Divine Pie



Years ago I had the privilege of lunching at Miss Belle’s tea room in Cameron, North Carolina.  For those of you who have not had the pleasure of visiting Cameron, picture a small blink of a southern town in the image of To Kill A Mocking Bird.  Sand sidewalks wrap around gingerbread houses turned into antique/treasure shops and Miss Belles, a rambling Victorian, held court over them all.  My lunch buddy and I looked over the daily specials…corn chowder, yes please! tomato pie, yes please! curried Rice-a-Roni salad, sure why not! and homemade coconut cream pie, but of course!  We were so enthralled with every bite that after a little cajoling, we left Miss Belle’s with the coveted recipes of all four items. 

Flash forward to the present.  For years now, I have paved my way towards good will and friendship with care givers and administrative staff at my parent’s retirement community by regularly sharing pieces of Miss Belle’s coconut cream pie.  I even go so far as giving whole pies away when extra gratitude is merited.  Fellow residents of my mother’s skilled nursing floor also enjoy my pie.  About eight months ago, a new resident (a victim of Alzheimer’s) was having difficulty settling in to her new (unasked for) living accommodations.  Her name is Isabelle and although she may be confused about her surroundings, she is spot on with her piano playing.  She fills the dining room daily with beautiful hymns and folk classics brightening everyone’s day and has become instantly beloved.  I always make it a point to compliment and thank her for the gift she shares with us. One afternoon, she was extremely agitated and begged for me to take her home and I considered giving her a piece of pie to soothe her, but not knowing her dietary restrictions thought best not.
This past week I was standing near the nurse’s station on my mother’s floor and someone mentioned my pie.  I explained the recipe came from Miss Belle’s Tea Room in Cameron (which closed several years ago) and an Aide pointed out to me,‘Well you know, Isabelle used to be the mayor of Cameron!'  I looked at Isabelle….Isabelle…Miss Belle…and discovered yes, she was the proprietor of the Tea Room and it was her recipe I had been passing out all around her these past months.   Needles to say, the next day I invited Isabelle to my mother’s room for pie.
I held my breath as she took her first bite.  She looked at me very seriously, shook her head and said ‘now that’s reeaaal good’ in her low southern drawl.  I was elated.  As I walked her back to her room we chatted about the Tea Room.  I asked her if she remembered making corn chowder and she said ‘Yes’.  Tomato Pie?  Her response a little more pensive, ‘Maybe a long time ago’. Curried Rice-A-Roni  Salad?  She looked at me as if I was absolutely batty…perhaps a fellow kitchen worker had snuck that in.
Little did I know how drastically my world would change after our visit to Miss Belles’.  My vibrant mother would become a prisoner in her body due to the cruel twists of Parkinson’s shortly thereafter and the Tea Room would close due to Miss Belle’s failing mind.  And now we find ourselves literally and figuratively miles away from our former lives brought together as strangers, but leaving as friends through the simple pleasure of sharing a piece of pie. 






8 comments:

Jeanne Holbrook said...

I am so grateful to have been your lunch buddy that fine April day in Cameron, NC via Pinehurst. Miss Belle is forever in our hearts for creating that most heavenly pie. That your paths crossed in such a special way is amazing. God is not sleeping.

Fred said...

I want some pie now.

Fred said...

I want some pie now.

Kathy said...

Anne,
I loved this story.Oh,the power of pie!What a beautiful thing to think of all the people still getting to enjoy Miss Belle's pie through you.And what a gift to you to be able to see her enjoy it and get her seal of approval with a "now that's reeaaal good".Wonderful!

Anonymous said...

Another serendipitous moment tied to Stay for Lunch. Love this story!I have to agree with Fred...I want some pie...some of THAT pie!

Wendy M. said...

I, too, visited Miss Belle's and was heartbroken on a recent visit to find it had closed and those wonderful recipes are now gone. With my Aunt (another fan of the tea room) now in a nursing home, I would love to find a way to recapture some memories by preparing some of her favorite dishes ... any chance of sharing the recipes?

Anne Goodwin said...

Wendy M...if you email me privately on my website at 'contact me', I will be happy to share any recipe you would like from Miss Belle's. Thank you for reading 'Have A Little Pie', I am curious how you came by it?

Anne Goodwin said...

Sorry to hear about Isabelle's passing today. She was a special gift. We will toast her with some pie.