I find it a bit ironic, don’t you, that I’m sharing this rich, decadent pecan pie with you immediately after announcing that I’m training for a bikini competition. I also find it ironic… or maybe masochistic is a better word… that I began this program immediately prior to Thanksgiving and Christmas. I didn’t really think about the timing on that one……
Can we please have one last fling with the berries??
Summer (vacation) is almost over, and I haven’t yet made a berry pie. Usually I make blackberry pie when Mark arrives in the States for his 2-week holiday, but this year I was obsessed with peaches at the time of his arrival, so we welcomed him with a single-crust peach pie instead. I think I made the mistake of calling it “cobbler” rather than “pie”… thus perhaps taking it down a tiny notch in my family’s culinary estimation. There is no question that they LOVE my pie, but…