I was at a picnic yesterday with a family whose women are famous for their pies. At these affairs there is so much variety of pies -- each as good as the next -- that people resort to sharing thin slices just so they can have a taste of each.
And so I had my first taste of strawberry rhubarb pie. When I'm on my death bed, I know one of my great regrets will be that I didn't eat this pie every time it was offered but waited until I was 60 to try it. I know why I never tried it -- as a child I couldn't stand the smell of rhubarb. But when I got older and we had rhubarb plants in the yard, I made desserts with it. Why oh why did I never try strawberry rhubarb pie? I'm a fool!
Oh, if someone gives you a strawberry rhubarb pie, don't eat it, you probably won't like it. Just send it to me. Or call, I'll come pick it up.....
And then there is mincemeat pie I didn't try until I was 57.
And so I had my first taste of strawberry rhubarb pie. When I'm on my death bed, I know one of my great regrets will be that I didn't eat this pie every time it was offered but waited until I was 60 to try it. I know why I never tried it -- as a child I couldn't stand the smell of rhubarb. But when I got older and we had rhubarb plants in the yard, I made desserts with it. Why oh why did I never try strawberry rhubarb pie? I'm a fool!
Oh, if someone gives you a strawberry rhubarb pie, don't eat it, you probably won't like it. Just send it to me. Or call, I'll come pick it up.....
And then there is mincemeat pie I didn't try until I was 57.