'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
from Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
from Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Happy Thanksgiving!
In the past this has been strictly a cake blog. I suppose there are people who make cakes at Thanksgiving. Pumpkin cakes, spice cakes and even a snickerdoodle cake evokes feelings about fall. However, I firmly believe that Thanksgiving is for pies. I make really excellent pies. I make all of my own crusts and never use pudding mixes or canned pie fillings. I always take the time to make everything from scratch with fresh ingredients. That is the real secret to making amazing pies. Every year, I get pie requests from family members and usually make about a dozen pies. This year I made pies for the ladies at my church who were delighted to sample each and every flavor. That night is referred to fondly as "pie night". I made 12 pies, 6 different flavors. Triple berry, chocolate chip pecan, peanut butter, chocolate cream, apple cream, and lemon cloud.
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