Somewhere around Current Pass it was time to roll out the pie dough. Our guests Jim, Gary, and Carol all had their eyes on me. I knew failure was likely, but I took the first ball and pressed it down with my hands. It felt good, stiff and cool. Maybe, I thought as I applied pressure with the rolling pin, it will work. I rolled the dough in a couple of directions. The edges of it curled around the pin. It's not going to work, I breathed in my frustration as I dusted the dough with a little more flour and tried again. The rolling pin picked up more bits of dough.