For months I’ve been wanting to put together a small, low-key, preferably lovely event where I baked up a few new pies and served them to friends for their tasting notes. I thought it might be a way I could create a little bit of publicity for myself through some mellow grass-roots word spreading. I… Continue reading Pie Party #1 of ?
In my nostalgic heart of hearts, berry pies rank number one. They summon the hot summer days of childhood, picking boysenberries and finding my hands and face stained fluorescent purple from their juices. They remind me of playing in the dirt and running free under the pink Pepper trees. It’s all very warm and sweet… Continue reading The fruits of summer, in all their drippy sweet glory
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