( All about my friend and my upcoming trip, also lunch and cupcakes. Not in that order )

Last week I attempted a pecan pie, the favored pie of one Pa O'Scanlin who is hopefully having the time of his life chasing after his wife, dear old Ma, as she lives her dreams of seeing London.

Tomorrow, we're having what we call "The Left Behind" Dinner, which is to say my best friend (whose husband is in Afghanistan) has invited her mother-in-law ( Read more... )

I HAVE MADE MUTANT PIE.


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Still covered in flour, now a little frazzled (I went back to my pizza-making ways and rolled the dough out to be way too big so it's probably over-handled), but the pie is in the oven and the apartment is still not on fire.

Counting this, tentatively, as a win.

I'm covered in flour, my finger hurts from violent pie crust making, and my sister ate my sandwich.

Time to make the filling!

( Ho Ho HOSHIT Secret Santa )