[Thursday’s run: 3.4 miles; Today’s run: 6.2 miles (the inaugural Holly Jolly Tacky 10k]
I almost bought a can of pumpkin pie filling today at the grocery store. I’ve been wanting a slice of pumpkin pie with a big scoop of cool whip on it.
I think I bought a pie last year and ate about half before I threw the rest away.
Anyway, the can of filling ended up on the reject rail at the checkout.
My Grandma Howard could make the best pumpkin pie. I’ve made one or two myself, but not in that league. And the Walmart pies… they are OK but nothing special. Pumpkin is not popular in the south. Here it is either pecan or sweet potato.
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Grandma’s apple pie has never been matched either. I think she had a crust secret, but I don’t know what it was…probably love and experience.
When Mom stops making her oatmeal-chocolate-chip cookies, that will also be the end of an era. They are always perfect. So far she’s still baking them regularly and has made several batches this week to go with her FFA fruit she buys from the SE Polk HS. She gives them to neighbors and Bethel Mission for Christmas. Those homeless guys are in for a treat!
She really did.