It’s National Pie Day Tomorrow. That Should Bring Us Together.

Imagine if they found out that to cure Corona Virus all you had to do was eat pie. Or to make sure you never get it, eat pie. How come we never hear that kind of news from the CDC or whomever.  My Doctor once told me that if I ate nothing but donuts I could lose weight if I didn’t eat very many of them, but he wouldn’t recommend that.  That’s okay Doc, I am not really that big of a donut fan anyway.

But pie. That’s another story.  IF you were to ask me my favorite Top 3 pies, I’d probably come up with 10 varieties off the top of my head, and still have regrets that I had to omit some great flavors of pie.

What was that movie where the small diner made great pie, and gave out advice.  Was that Waitress? How about the Stephen King written Thinner.  Pie. Gotta love it.

And the memories of grade school and learning songs and everybody in the classroom singing “Can she bake a cherry pie, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she bake a cherry pie, Charming Billy?
She can bake a cherry pie, quick as a cat can wink her eye
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother

That memory makes me realize school teachers don’t get paid enough money to have to endure us rattling the windows because we used to sing so loudly, and trust me we weren't that good.

Anyway, no matter if it’s cherry, or apple, or pecan, or blueberry, or pumpkin, or strawberry rhubarb, or raspberry, banana cream, or coconut cream, or lemon meringue, enjoy. See I told you I could name 10 kinds off the top of my head, and still forget key lime, and sweet potato, and peach and on and on. Tomorrow is National Pie Day in our great land. Enjoy, with a slice or three.