A Haven for Vee

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A Quick, Very Quick "Hi"

Salvia aka Flaming Tongues

The computer arrived last night just at suppertime. Busy time. I did visit many of you last evening and wished that I had time to make a comment.

Today, I have the laptop all day, but with three appointments and a visit from my mother and grocery shopping to do... Well, you can see how we'll just have to wait another week to catch up.

Have I told you how much you are missed? Oh, right, every time. Well, take care of yourselves and I'll be back again one day. (No, as far as I know, I am not related to Frosty the Snowman.)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Pumpkin Pie Day

John enjoyed a banner day yesterday when both his sister and I decided to bake him a pumpkin pie. Do great minds think alike or what? It must have been the autumnal quality of our first day of September. Such crisp, delightful weather we are enjoying!

Now this dual pie business nearly turned into a duel because John shared all that I am going to share with you with his sister. Oh my! I do not have that man trained.

Naturally, with two pumpkin pies here, we three did a taste test. I called Nan and John the county fair judges and asked them to judge. (I can see your heads shaking out there.) Anyway, the proceedings began and I asked for their comments. Both judges said, "These pies are excellent."

"Yes," I pressed, "but why specifically?"

Two of the most reluctant judges I've ever seen, I had to repeatedly assure them that I had no need to take top honors. I don't bake a lot of pumpkin pies and I don't have a special recipe. The recipe for mine came right off the can of pumpkin filling. My sister-in-law baked an Impossible Pumpkin Pie with no crust. She says it's easy...just blend all the ingredients in a blender and pour into a greased pie plate. Mine was not so easy.

After much hemming and hawing, John said, "Yours is best."


"Because I love you."

"More like you have to live with me."

Just for the record, I liked his sister's pie the best. It was more full-bodied and delicious. I did like my crust, which you can find the recipe for on my sidebar. I never have trouble making a yummy, flaky crust using the recipe posted; it's all about the ice cubes!

Later I heard him talking with his sister and explaining all this. My face flushed beet red and I zipped directly to him and the phone and wrested it from his grip.

His sister and I had a rather one-sided discussion...I had a lot of explaining to do. I certainly hope that this does not mean that she'll never bake for us again. After all, John is already praying for the day when we both decide to bake him an apple pie.