Wednesday, November 01, 2006
trick or pie
I was hiding out in the kitchen last night, while Joe answered the door. I let him deal with the crush of little people crowding our stoop, smooshing my potted mum, demanding candy... 'or else!' as one of them even said.
I had an excuse for staying away, my hands were knuckle-deep in sliced apples and crumble-topping crust as I made my first apple pies of the season... er, first ever actually. Joe had promised Mr. Morris a pie a few weeks ago, for letting us plunder his garden all summer.