home sweet home
found: mini, pie, and pi!
and this guy, pie-hater… i’m okay with it. really. i don’t think he’s crazy. i don’t think he’s a bad person. i just don’t think he appreciates soggy and soft, which is perhaps what distinguishes pie lovers from cake lovers (eww).
i think i get my pie love from the maternal unit. she, who eats the top crust off a newly purchased pie before anyone else can get to it, rendering the rest of the pie mangled and inedible. my paternal unit, on the other hand, would take a bite, declare “too sweet”, put the fork down, and then proceed to stuff down a fun size butterfinger, found in my mom’s purse from halloween circa 1996.
also, happy father’s day!