Another week has begun as we wend ourselves, at least in the Northern Hemisphere, inexorably towards winter. Sadly, as with summer, all the pie is gone, too, and there will be no more for a year. But in Dobrzyn, I am told, there is fruitcake, and the Furry Princess of Poland is grooming her adorable pink toes.
A: Yoga?
Hili: No, pedicure.
Is it considered a pedicure rather than a manicure when a cat tends its front paws?
Ja: Joga?
Hili: Nie, pedicure.
PCCE – if you have an oven there should be no end to the pie possibilities! 🙂
Otherwise sympathetic readers will be posting you pies! Or at least recipes…
Pastry does not have to be difficult – I would buy it ready made but my late mother would of course have never dreamed of doing that. Filo pastry – one sheet, then melted butter, then another etc… dollop of stewed apple, fold it over & cook until it looks about right!
Well, I don’t e-beg on this site, but I have to say that I wouldn’t say no to anyone who sent me pies!
I think you need to be a bit more abstemious. Like Hili, who is almost anorexic beneath that thickening winter coat. 😉
Now that the fundraiser pie’s all gone, if you run across Achatz pies out there in Chicago, you could do worse than grabbing one. The five-berry is particularly excellent. The outfit’s out of Michigan somewhere – not sure how widely they distribute.
They ship UPS, but you can’t count on the driver treating the package with the respect it deserves (or paying attention to the “This side up” arrow).
Pet-icure?
Pawdicure?
Updating when posting revealed that Dave was there before me.
“pawdicure” obviously.
We think down the same depths.
Weapons maintenance, not cosmetics….
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