We had an AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING raspberry custard pie that D bought from a bakery at the St. Jacob's Market.
Apparently, this pie is hard to find. The bakery only makes it for a couple of weeks a year, and they sell out pretty quickly. There was only one of them left, and D was telling us how amazing the pie was, and how rare it was, etc., and then G said, Why aren't we buying it then?! (She doesn't mince words!)It was amazing. (Did I mention that?) I don't like pie all that much, but this was a definite score. I would gladly eat this again and again.
On the Sunday morning, P made waffles. P is a master waffle maker. They are the stuff of legend. So he treated us to delicious homemade waffles, and we gladly ate them up!
YUM! Thanks Guys!!!!!
2 comments:
Your initials are sometimes confusing -- doesn't anyone have a name?????????
But, seriously - those plates are so groovy!
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Everyone does have a name, but not everyone gets to know their name. Ha ha! I just don't want to put people's names in case they object...
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