Tomorrow is a special day
Apple pie doesn’t last a week here. I’m not sure it even lasts 4 days. Things get a bit hazy when pie is in the house.
It’s not all my fault. The pie has absolutely no desire to thrive in my home. It sits on the table screaming at the top of its lungs for someone to come along and eat it.
Really. The only thing that will quiet it down is my having a slice. Its terrible. Not the pie. The pie is amazing, the fact that it I have to have a slice every hour is terrible.
It’s gotten so bad, I’ve had to restrict myself to only making them on special days.
