I made this pie for our church potluck this past Sunday.
All from scratch.
I was (and am) absurdly proud of myself.
It was perfect!
Flaky crust and all that.
I also got these new shoes and had to wear them on Sunday.
Even though it was semi snowy.
I had to!
I happily walked out the front door, veered towards my car, did a Bambi move on the snow, and fell flat on my face.
Well, it would've been my face except I was holding the pie.
I shrieked," Protect the pie!!!", and landed on my elbows.
Don't worry though...I was ok.