I love my ceramic pie plates. I have bought so many over the years but these are the only two that I have left. Each one has been a memory but the problem is that have I put a pie in one, taken it to a function, then forgot where I took it and then suddenly I don't have any nor do I know where they went.
Thanks to my grand-
mother, I can put a crust on anything. Tomorrow at Thanks-
giving, between friends and family, we'll be seating close to two dozen at the table. I so love this holiday - all family, no presents. My pie assignment this year is pecan and cherry. Son Josh has the giant house and has inherited the holiday. I could go on, but I won't.
This is my compro-
mise, plus it makes a stable way to transport the pies. They're pretty heavy actually. I still have Amy's pie plate that she brought for my birthday in October, case in point. Dan Wheeler from Mossy Creek Pottery, Oregon was the potter for the left plate and Joe Winter, my neighbor, was the potter for the right one. Why did it take me so long to figure this out. So what if I'm cheating.
Wishing a wonderful Thanksgiving to all. Did I mention that this is my most favorite of all holidays....
Holed up but not complaining
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