my mother-in-law is over here at the moment. she's taking a nap because she stayed up all night, too, like me. while i was watching claymore, she was at church in a prayer shut in. she stayed up all night with other church members praying and making supplication to the lord. her mother (my kids great-grandmother) is in a nursing home that is near my current residence. so, my mother-in-law was caring for her. she's grown tired from being up all night with no sleep and stopped by our house for a nap. she came in on us making pies.
she's a very good cook herself, so it was a bit humbling to be teaching my daughter to cook a pie that i can hardly get right myself.
but, i think these will turn out much better than my last fiasco. and, i think the ones i took to work tasted good, even though i didn't really get to sample them.
my first pies came out more like the traditional egg custard pie. they are pale comparisons to chess pies and i do not like them. chess pie has something more to it. i won't tolerate any pie that claims to be a chess pie, but is missing that extra "something".
not even my own pies.
while i was getting supplied for my pie, i saw a man with a crown royal shirt on.
i didn't noticed they made those.
isn't that like saying across your shirt, "hi, i'm an alcoholic"?
i want a crown royal shirt.
don't worry . . . I've only had about 1325 milliliters of whiskey in all my life. if you think it through and do the math, you'll see that only makes a few bottles of whiskey. five u.s. cups of liquid.
i'm 35 years old. i haven't even began to start drinking, yet-- compared to someone who really knows how to drink.
and . . . i've never been truly drunk. a bit tipsy, but never drunk in my life.
so, there ya go. let's keep it that way.
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