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Yes Mam! Rhubarb, Banana Cream, Coconut Custard, Mixed Berry.....yummmmmmmmmmmmmmm. How's the weather up there?
I do like lemon! That is a good looking slice of pie.
I don't eat pie, but I love the pie scene in the movie, Michael. And I do remember my first visit to the legendary Moody's Diner! And, by the way, Sharon,have you all been sledding on the hill by the Camden Public Library?
Apple is probably my favorite, though blueberry is a close second. The meringue in that lemon is extraordinary!
I love apple pie when I bake it myself! Blueberry pie is delightful and pumpkin is heavenly, as long as it doesn't have too much clove. That lemon meringue looks delicious!
Chocolate cream, banana cream, apple, lemon meringue! I feel confident enough to say, pie is my all time favorite dessert and sorely underrated. That's an incredible photo, can you share a slice?
Mmm, lemon meringue. I somehow forget how much I love lemon meringue pie (and I almost never get to eat it). Maybe sometime I'll make one.I also love a tart key lime pie, but that feels more like a summer treat than a January one.
Tart and tangy key lime!
Now THAT'S meringue!
Your poem made me think of a poem one of my students, a 4th grader, wrote this fall. He's a master at alliteration:I pick the pumpkinsfrom the patch.I pass the pathand pranced up the porch. Papa patsmy back.He produces a pie from the pumpkin.I prepare the pie for parents, Papa, and Pat.We pig down the pie and poundsome pork
Coconut custard, pumpkin, and strawberry rhubarb.Chocolate cream, the Mac of the pie world.
We also have delicious lemon meringue , but they don't look the same way. Yours is ... incredible! :o)
Malyss is right. Your pie looks incredible. . . a piece o' pie atop a piece o' pie.
Listen, this one is easy for me. If it's not filled with lamb, I'm game!
Lemon meringue, just like in your picture!
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
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