This recipe makes me happy.

Corn & Zucchini Fritter Stacks with Bacon and Avocado.

But that is just a name. It does not begin to describe the joy you will experience when this bundle of cheddar cheese, bacon and avocado layered between two corn & zucchini fritters lands in front of you.

That’s because you pick ‘em up with your hands and eat ’em slider style. I am serving this bit of culinary craziness with some cherry tomatoes on the side. Because you just know some of that goodness is going to slip between your fingers and onto the plate. I wouldn’t want those stray corn kernels, or wayward bacon crumbles to get lonely or feel rejected. The tomatoes will be waiting on the plate to greet them as they drop down. Then in perfect phase-two style, you can pick up a fork and clean your plate in a very civilized fashion!

Can you think of a better breakfast, lunch or dinner? Though truthfully, I can’t even decide what time of day best suits this masterpiece. Because like all great art, it defies modest mores and manners. It sets a bold new direction all its own.

Oh wait, did I tell you there is a drizzle of aged balsamic in there too. Not too much, but enough. Because all “sandwiches” deserve the perfect condiment.

This is Day 4 in my corny tribute to the Sweetheart of Sigma Summer! Sweet on Corn.

What’s in a name? Well in the case of cakes, gateaux and tortes. Name is mostly about perception. Add to that fact the tendency of most cooks to categorize recipes as a means of defining them quickly. It is further confused by the fact that we bloggers tend to throw words around a bit irresponsibly. Me included.

Let’s start at the beginning. Let’s start with perception. Standing at the bakery counter you might not notice much difference between a cake, a gateau and a torte. So is there a difference?

First, cake. We all know what cake is. It’s sweet, it’s round and it is de rigueur in commemorating special events, most notably birthdays and weddings. Few desserts are as lovingly embraced as a really good cake, perhaps because cutting a cake is such a potent ceremonial moment.

However, the terms gateau and torte are more complicated. Partly because they are foreign words (to we English speakers) and partly because we cooks have played fast and loose with names in general for centuries.

Pie.

Fresh fruit pie. We all aspire to that perfect triangle of sweet summer perfection. But too many of us fall flat in our goals.

Sure part of the equation is crust. Lard? Shortening? Butter? How cold? How crumbly? How to properly roll it out? There is room for endless debate. But the pastry is a debate I leave for another day.

Because today I want to talk filling– specifically fruit filling.

But first let me set the stage. Perfect pie is like porn; you know when you see it. You often sense it before you see it too. That’s because perfect pie starts with a fresh baked aroma. Then the pie arrives with its sugar bejeweled crust sparkling in the sunlight. Underneath that crust oozes a luscious filling, still tart enough to remind you of the fresh fruit that went into the crust in the first place.

Hit those few marks and there is a good shot that you are in the presence of a great piece of pie. It’s the simple perfection that gives it away. But it’s the complexity of taste and texture that makes it sublime.