"Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a pair of good-luck pennies, and our lives. But neighbors give in return. We never put back into the tree what we took out of it: we had given him nothing, and it made me sad." - Scout in Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
pie making
I started making pies on Tuesday so that in case they didn't turn out OK, I would have time to run to a bakery somewhere and locate a pie. I have had the responsibility of making the Thanksgiving Pecan Pies for several years now. I got a good recipe when I lived in Kirksville and my dad loved it. So, every year I have made a Pecan Pie for my dad. Making pies reminds me of my dad, especially at Thanksgiving. I talked to Bryan on the phone a few days ago and all he wanted to know was if I was going to make a pecan pie for thanksgiving. He would probably be OK with a PB&J for dinner as long as there was pecan pie.
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The pie total has reached 9 including the little ones. If I see another pie for the rest of the year I will scream.
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