Apple Pie
At Thanksgiving, I felt so much joy as I baked apple and pumpkin pies. But my joy was touched with sadness when I discovered that my husband's lack of appetite turned into something much more serious and he was unable to eat much of anything, and certainly not pie.
Since I read that pumpkin pies could be frozen before they were baked but not after, I consumed the pumpkin pies, but I put some of the apple pie into the freezer. The other day I discovered that I still have two pieces of that pie there.
Today I had one piece of the apple pie for dessert and in spite of the sad connotation it holds, I found that it tasted very good. Tomorrow I shall have the second piece of pie. I'm trying to remember the joyful feeling and not the sadness, but I might say it's a bittersweet memory. However, the pie was good. I think I'm reflecting something of my dad, who always enjoyed having a piece of pie.
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NJ
at 2/18/2005 5:54:34 PM- Mary Lou, it does sound like you need a piece of pie!
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It is immpossible to be sad when eating cinnamon, and cloves and sugar and apples, all in a wonderful buttery flaky pie crust, heated up with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on the side.
Well I think I need to bake a pie.