I thought it was impossible to love my daughter any more than I already do. But then the other day, she told me she wanted pie for dessert. It not only confirmed her DNA was definitely linked to mine, but that she, like pie, is a little slice of Heaven.
Cookies or pie? Pie. Cake or pie? Pie. Chocolate or pie? Pie. Brownies or pie? Pie. Ice cream or pie? Pie.
Pie always wins.
I cannot think of a time that I did not love pie. The shell; a little brown and flaky. The filling; fruit or custard. Warm or cold, gooey or solid. Cherry, apple, pecan, lemon meringue , pumpkin, banana cream – every single kind is mouth-watering delicious.
My mother makes the absolute best pie I have ever had. Hands down. She gave me the recipe for her crust a while back, but I dare not even attempt a shot at it. I’m not about to mess with perfection. I buy the pre-made kind and pretend.
Do you have a dessert that you love? Details, please….