Chinese Checkers and Chocolate Pie

Written in loving memory of my sweet Grannie who passed on Monday, April 20, 2010
In all my memories, Grannie appeared among my earliest. She was for me a fixture, and an incomparable force in my sometimes stormy life. She was always, always there to keep me safe when I was little, to teach me as I got older and comfort me as I got older still. She was home for me.
From the time I was a little girl, Grannie and I would play Chinese checkers. Who knew that so many lessons could come from such a simple game. First, I had to learn to put the marbles in their place properly. Everything has its place. Of course I couldn’t get too wiggly or wild or that would upset the board and marbles would scatter. There is a time to stay calm and still, in order to get down to the process. That learned, she not only played the game, but taught me to play as we went. “If you will move here…” she would say. “Next time you will be able to use this marble to jump here.” I can see her fingers pointing now. Strategy and careful planning help in getting through the process. It’s good to plan ahead. She did this for years until I could win without any help. Practice and work can lead to a win in whatever endeavor is pursued.
Grannie’s chocolate pie was the best I’ve ever tasted to this day. At around age eight, I started the long pursuit to replicate this pie. Anytime she made them and I was there I was hanging out in the kitchen with her. She never shooed me away, or lost patience with me. Her recipe was not written. It was in her head. I had to get it because I knew that one day she would not be around to make this delectable delight. I got her to write the recipe down and it included items like an egg size amount of butter and 3 to 4 tablespoons of flour. She taught me that the eggs could not go directly into the hot liquid because scrambled eggs are not good in chocolate pie. Sometimes it is best to ease things and even some people together in order to get them to mix. She taught me not to play with the pie crust dough too long or it would be tough. There are times when more is not better. For over forty years I have practiced the art of Grannie’s chocolate pie. It’s gotten better over the years and is requested by my children at all holidays and praised by many. I never call it my own, as it will forever be Grannie’s chocolate pie, and like all things Grannie, made and served with love.