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I really like this show. Oh, right. Pushing Daisies was a reference to the television program on ABC, not er…death in real life. Ha. The colors and narration of the show remind me of Amélie, which, incidentally, I first saw in theaters with my mother. Let’s digress for a moment and explore how awkward this might have been. The film came out in 2001, so I would have been in eighth or ninth grade. Clearly not old enough to see an R-rated movie by myself (although I still get carded at the movies, at the ripe old age of 20), so I dragged my mother along, too. Lee Mama is nowhere near as inappropriate as I am, and I was pretty subdued in those days, too. Yeah, a tad awkward. BUT. It was probably not as awkward as when my dad and my maternal grandfather went to see Lust, Caution together. We, the Taiwanese people (no…we, examples of the Taiwanese people), are fans of Ang Lee. I can’t imagine that it’s an easy movie to watch with your father-in-law, though.

Back to today. I learned from the awesome Pop Candy that “Pushing Daisies” promoters would be handing out free pie across the country in anticipation of its season premiere in October. Hello. FREE! PIE! Also, “Pushing Daisies,” a show I adore. Here are several more digressions.

• I love pie. I don’t like apples (that does not make me un-American!), but I love pie enough that I will con someone else into eating the apples, and I will take over the crust of their apple pie.
• It is my duty as a college student to embrace free food. This is my number one piece of advice to incoming college students. Number two is: shower shoes.
• The “Pushing Daisies” people made their San Francisco stop at the Ghirardelli Square Chocolate Festival. Brilliant. I’ve been to it once before. NB: Ghirardelli Square is on North Point, the street (accessible by MUNI lines 30 and 47–others, too, I think, but those are the two that I’ve personally taken). When I last went to the Chocolate Festival, at least 4 years ago (don’t worry, I’ve been to the Square many other times!), I confused North Point with North Beach–it was a hilly walk. Anyway, the chocolate festival was spectacular. Gorgeous weather. The Bay has undergone a heat wave, making Pleasanton and even Berkeley unbearably hot, to the point that it ought to be socially acceptable to be naked, but this just means that the San Francisco weather is perfect. The point of this is that a) I like “Pushing Daisies,” b) I love Ghirardelli Square, and c) this was a great combination of the two.

Sights from the excursion:

1. Mobile Pie Hole! The Pie Hole is the cheeky name of the pie bakery in the show. The mobile Pie Hole was parked across from the Square all morning, teasing me with its promises of pie. I forgot to bring my camera today, so I took a picture with my phone. Jon, being awesome, is going to help me transfer the picture from the phone to the computer. I hope.  [Edit: There's this thing...it's called Bluetooth.  Jon got the picture onto the computer for me.  Hurray!]

2. Box. Hm, what? Oh yes. The [free] pie came in a cute little white box with a snazzy “Pushing Daisies” label around it.
3. The pie! It was nestled in lime green tissue paper, as though Chuck (the undead heroine) had placed it in there herself. Note, please, the lattice-top, and cute single-serving (don’t worry, I shared with Lee Mama). I got peach, one of the flavors offered at The Pie Hole. (I’m not sure if they were handing out any other flavors.) It was cute and quite yummy, but I’m sure that if Ned, Chuck, and Olive baked me a pie themselves, it would be even more scrumptious and could, in fact, raise the dead. Ha.

Ok, so that was not the end of the giveaways, but that is the end of my photography, such as it were.  One of the Promo Girls told me they would be handing out different souvenirs throughout the day; I also picked up a Pushing Daisies magnet (the middle is detachable from a frame, so I guess that means I can also make a refrigerator magnet out of my own “Pushing Daisies”-inspired scene) and a little Pushing Daisies spatula.  Spectacular.