Tuesday night pie.

Peach. (Homer Simpson drool goes here.)

11 responses to
“Tuesday night pie.”

  1. Emma says:

    You even carved a peach on top! Donna Reed.

  2. Dorothy says:

    The crust looks heavenly, and I’m wishing I could have a slice!

  3. coozledad says:

    Your pies, unlike mine, aren’t devoid of a nutritional component. I lean heavily toward the chocolate chess variety.
    I might as well be making chocolate omelettes.

  4. jcburns says:

    That’s a pie of a peach.

  5. Mindy says:

    That looks perfect. Is the coffee on?

  6. nancy says:

    I had a piece for breakfast, with coffee. Life is short. Eat more pie.

  7. moe99 says:

    Reminds me of an apocyphal story from my Kentucky days. It is said that the coal miners in E. Ky eat their lunch dessert first when they are down in the mines for exactly that reason, Nancy!

  8. jcburns says:

    The thing I always heard (I am, after all, the grandson of a coal miner) is that you take warm pasties or pie with you to function as handwarmers first, then food.

  9. nancy says:

    But! Fun fact to know and tell: Coal mines are actually very warm places:

    The air in mines, independently of the rock, is also warmer than at the surface, owing to its greater density; for just as in ascending a mountain the barometer falls and the air grows rare and cold, so in descending a mine the barometer rises and the air grows warmer. The barometer, roughly speaking, varies about an inch for every 1,000 feet of elevation, and the temperature about one degree for every 300 feet.

    I’ve heard many 19th-century miners worked shirtless.

  10. Pam says:

    I made a Peach Pie last weekend when Bro Charlie came over for dinner. It was sooo yummy. We had pie with UDF peach ice cream. How decadent! We are such a pie family. The UDF said that people come down from Cleveland to get peach ice cream, available in August only.

  11. Catherine says:

    My grandmother always gave my dad a slice of her homemade pie for breakfast. That’s how you knew he was her favorite son-in-law. Peach, that’s still his favorite.

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