Pie. I mean even before George and the boys were ditching the Brits pie was the dessert on these here shores.
Speaking of Shores my grandmother shore made the best apple pie ever.I never eat it any where else cause I just know...,flat crust, apples swimming in goo sand the whole sweeter than a snicker bar.
Fall makes me long for just one more lesson in her kitchen in Bellows Falls Vt. Do not go all currier and Ives on me her.She lived in a big old house but upstairs with a beat up kitchen that always smelled of fresh baked donnuts an of course pie.
It was the same year Elvis died that I saw her last . Crippled with Arthritus her hands bent like claws and with only one or two fingers still work correct she began. I tried so hard not
To get all sappy as I watched and listened perhaps I knew it was the one and only cooking lesson she would give me. She was a swell old board who had seven kids years apart saw her family loose it's wealth in the depression . I only know this from old pictures she only spoke of the present except when she spoke of having four sons at war at the same time . I
Have one son now and I can bear it. I can not even imagine living that fear for years. '"I pomised god she said if my boys came home I would never ask for anything again ever" and they all came home. I am sure she kept that promise too.
Well she made those pies hands
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