Mmmm...2 1/2 pies down. Just a bit more left for devouring.
Thanks for coming over last night my pie eating friends. Others brought ice cream -let me say that anyone coming to my home bearing ice cream, well, please come again:) Sorry some of you had to miss out - I am sad at your pieless state. Grapecat - I'd send you a pie if I could figure out how...maybe dry ice and overnight international express? :) I remember you gave me a jar of peaches you'd canned yourself one summer...some of the best peaches I've ever had. Can you can a pie? Hmmm...
Yum. It turns out I love peach pie. I make a damn fine peach pie...and can eat a fair bit of it. I mean it's rude to watch people eat right? So when people come over all evening at random times I just couldn't be rude...so I just "had" to have many pieces of pie over the span of the evening.
Yum.
I've saved one to freeze to take up to the lake next weekend to share with my mom & dad and brother and his wife at the lake...and it might still be there by then!
OK. Seriously. Enough about pies.
dum de dum de dum...
tumbleweed rolls by
*checks watch*
So...erm...I'm off for lunch then. To eat...um...something.
Later.
4 comments:
My favourite pie was my Mum's Huckleberry pie. She used some blueberries to take the edge off the tartness, but mmmmmm.....
I like pie. mmmmmmmmmmmm
oh yes - my domesticised days. My colleagues would piss themselves laughing if they know I could preserve fruit :) But secretly they'd be impressed...
It kind of cracks me up too actually :) I remember being a little scared to crack open the jar at the time....but they were yummy once I got into them :)
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