Well the last of the apples wasn’t enough for a whole pie, so I made Apple Chicken for dinner last night, and an apple-blackberry pie (with blackberries from the garden) that I was going to take over to Christine this morning. Only Ignatz didn’t know about that part of the plan, so he very thoughtfully brought me a slice of pie after dinner. Hmm, what do do now? Take an adulterated pie over, or just keep it? A dilemma.
Song du jour of the day: Suit of Lights, by Elvis Costello
Can you share the recipe for Apple Chicken, or is it from a cookbook? Coming into apple season soon ’round here.
I bet Christine would appreciate the thoughtfulness of Ignatz and not mind the missing piece whatsoever.
Yup! Recipe’s in the next entry.
And that’s what I decided too, but Christine wasn’t home when I went over, and now there is significantly less of the pie. Oh well.