I made two apple cranberry pies last night, one with a crisp topping (with oats and walnuts) and one with a crumb topping. I made them because there was only pumpkin with milk in it at the Taitt thanksgiving. They got done too late to eat last night, so after I had the ymmy steel-cut oats oatmeal with raisins and ricemilk that Keith made for breakfast this morning, I had a piece of the apple crumb pie. I cut a tiny sliver--but it was so good I cut myself a second one! (Both together about equal to a regular piece). Mmmm, pie for breakfast--and boy was it good. I have to say, please forgive me, I make good pies.
I am certain of nothing but the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination- John Keats