Baked with love, Mom's apple pie.
My bother, his wife, and my darling nieces have been in town, at my parents' house, for the Christmas season. Tomorrow they will return to Alaska and we will probably not see them again for a year or two. After dinner tonight we partook of Mom's apple pie together. Here lie the remains. I would not be surprised to learn that the pie dish has since been scraped clean.
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one of my biggest regrets from that trip. Forgetting there was still a piece of apple pie in the fridge I could have had for breakfast the day we left.
Been working hard since we left and have burned off all the goodies mom provided. It was worth it.
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