If you asked my Memere what her favourite pie was, she'd undoubtedly say whatever flavor the one in front of her was. If there wasn't a slice to be had she would usually say strawberry pie, as a flavour is created between the fruit and the pastry that cannot be duplicated by any other means, and has a taste that easily becomes tantamount to addictive.
I have one of those pies in the oven right now as I type this up. It's the first pie I've made since I became a father. Damn, but I love pie. Baby Stella is sleeping in her swing-o-matic, and the dogs are also slumbering peacefully. Baking dishes are in the dishwasher, and I find a moment to actually write a few paragraphs on the ol' blog over a cold German beer.
So yeah, not even five months in and another one (baby) is on the way. Personally I would have thought the insanely bad choices of drinking and smoking myself into oblivion for four years before getting married would have slowed my little dudes down some. I must say this is a surprise, but a welcome one.
Anyway, with everyone asleep, I think I'll go watch Star Wars. :-)
Simply put, life is good.
Real good.
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great post husband.
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