Hamburger Pie

Day 10 – Writing 101: Today we write about a childhood favorite meal – in our own distinctive voice. Okay then. The question is, what is my distinctive voice?

Yes, you read the title correctly. Hamburger Pie. Say it with me, slowly.




Is it a hamburger? Is it a pie? Oh yes, it is.

That’s how I remember my excitement back when I was 11, maybe 13. I remember this, not because it was such a fantastic meal, but because I invented it. I set out to create something for my birthday meal, and I delivered a hamburger pie.

It was delicious. It was beyond delicious. It was empowering.

When I was a kid, I don’t remember being “accomplished” at many things. In fact, I was probably pretty lazy at most things. It wasn’t even laziness. It was apathy. I just didn’t care too much to really push myself to do anything. I was good at school. It came easy to me, so why strain myself? I kept at a good average and coasted my way through academics. There was no desire. No drive.

But this, this was different. I actually wanted to create something. I had a desire to do something that I hadn’t the first clue in how to begin it. I wasn’t a cook. There was no buried chef deep within me clawing to be free. I simply decided one day that I wanted to make something brand new, and so I did it.

And it was good. It was so good.

But, then I went back to my apathy. It was good for that one time, but the desire was finished after that. Of course, there are probably a million reasons that lie underneath that apathy, but that is a post for another time.

It wasn’t until years later that I really appreciated this hamburger pie: When I left home and was on my own and apathy was an old nightmare that I vaguely remembered. Regret was my new friend. Regret that I had let apathy have such a hold on me for so long.

So, I made hamburger pie again for friends.

Only, they told me that they’d had it before.

Wait, what?

I invented it. How could they possibly have had it before?

It turns out that I’m not the culinary genius I may have thought, but it didn’t matter by this time in my life. Honestly, today I wouldn’t eat the dish. Thanks to my wife, I do try and eat a bit healthier.

What I realized, though, is that I could do something if I really desired to do it. It didn’t matter if I had no experience and no idea on how to begin. I could do it. I could do it and it would be good.

It would be very good.

I still struggle with keeping this thought in mind, but much of my life has been defined by at least trying. There’s a task in front of me, an obstacle that seems insurmountable, and I go for it. Usually, I find a way.

Now, this isn’t because of my own doing most of the time. This is because I know where to go for resources and answers. It’s the geniuses around me.

I guess that’s why I look back on hamburger pie as my favorite childhood meal. It wasn’t because it was mind-blowing yummy, but because it was my first taste in knowing I can accomplish something.

Nothing sheds the pounds of apathy like a delicious meal of empowerment.

9 thoughts on “Hamburger Pie”

    1. It was a 9 x 13 baking pan (if I remember right) with pillsbury crescent rolls laid out. I cooked up ground beef loose like a sloppy joe, mixed it with BBQ sauce, and then poured that over the crescent rolls. I sprinkled that with cheese, and then put more crescent rolls over top of that like a top pie crust. I then backed it according to the instructions for the crescent rolls. That was it. I was a kid, didn’t care for veggies. Crazy, I know.

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  1. That last line is amazing! It’s easy to struggle with apathy and laziness, but finding something to passionate and creative for really is empowering.

    I seem to remember adding cinnamon to my ramen noodles at age 13, so hamburger pie is a big culinary step up from that.

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