Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Sweet, Sweet Emily

There was a knock at my door tonight. It was Emily - thanking me for an area rug I had given her. She stood there holding a pie. Not just a pie. Calling it a pie does not even do it justice. It was a work of art. A gift from God. A glorious, incredible apple blackberry pie. However much my rug meant to her - this pie paid for it 100x over. I know that I can be dramatic from time to time - but please know that there is no over exaggeration here. This was the best pie and crust that I have EVER had. EVAH!

I quickly realized that the pan was not disposable. I don't like to return containers empty - so the thought instantly entered my mind...."Oh crap. It's a pie pan. How in the heck can I return this filled with a pie???? I cant make pie for Emily! That would be like me grilling steak for Ruth Chris or making dinner for Rachel Ray." I will have to get creative and fill it with something that will ATTEMPT to repay her for it's deliciousness.

This is a girl that I need to become VERY good friends with. My life would be complete. My quest for Emily has begun. I will call on her and take her to lunch and maybe even a night out to the movies....before you know it - birthday pies.....fourth of July pies......Easter pies......pies!pies!pies!

Project Emily initiated.
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  1. SarahNovember 25, 2008 at 10:11 PM

    give up the dream of the slice of pie. We timed it and it was gone seven minutes after she knocked on the door....and YES, we had company over....it wasnt just me and Tom.....though we could have EASLIY handled it. :)

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  2. CourtneyNovember 26, 2008 at 7:41 AM

    Mmmm...That sounds so good. Baking a pie....a really, really good pie is pure talent. I wonder what I'd have to do to earn one? Yum. I think you should fill her pie plate with your delicious cinnamon rolls. She will love them!

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