
"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
Saturday, November 22, 2008
practice makes perfect
I don't ever remember being this excited for Thanksgiving. Ever. I have been practicing all week. I have made butternut squash, rolls and today it was pie. Apple Pie. Just a mini one, but oh, it was good. I have never made apple pie before and I have some soft apples and I just couldn't bear to toss them. So, I made a pie with a new recipe for pie crust. So yummy. Wish I would have saved a piece. No, I don't.


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Holy smokes that looks delish.
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