Monday, February 13, 2012
No One Should Ever Take Home Their Whole Pie
I had an unusual conversation with my friend Carol at the Potluck at the Y on Friday. It involved an untouched Homemade Cherry Pie. This pie had been cut into 8 slices, but there wasn't any serving utensil and at the end of the party, there it sat. I took a piece and sat down with Carol. I could see her eying the crust, which was amazingly flaky. So I passed her a bite, explaining that I was actually too full, but was going to take at least two pieces, even if I ended up throwing one away when the pie makers back was turned. So Carol admitted that she had been know to take extra serving of homemade, but unloved Potluck offerings, knowing that she didn't have the points (some kind of Weight Watcher's thing - she always says that she has been on Weight Watchers for 45 years, I guess like an AA member) and couldn't actually eat any, just so no one took home their whole dish. We hit upon a better idea, and just began to oooh and aaah about this wonderful pie, until we had enough other people running to grab a piece, that it all got eaten.