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Monday was pie day. So I made pie. Coconut pie.
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What else should one do on pie day but make pie and pie crust?
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Well, eat pie.
I did that too.
Fortunately, Pie day coincided with my Creative Sisterhood gathering. I didn't even know there was a pie day when we picked the date for our gathering so it seemed obvious I needed to make pie for our dessert that night.
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Here are some photos from the day. The recipe is included. (And, yes, that is my mom's recipe box - or what was left of it after her vigorous cleaning with oven cleaner. Yes, she was much "cleaner" than I am.)
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At some point when I was a kid, I typed a bunch of my mom's recipes. I wish now I had the ones in her handwriting that these replaced, although I have many others in her writing.
I don't know how old I was, but obviously old enough to be learning to type, but not old enough to know how to spell "vanilla." It was grade school, I'm guessing.
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This, children, was before we had the internet. We didn't get little squiggly lines under words when we misspelled them. I know, barbaric - but true.
Now... Go forth and make pie.
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