This year Mike and I are going to attempt to cook the majority of Thanksgiving dinner by ourselves – against all odds. To tilt the odds more in our favor, we decided to do a practice run of the most important part of the meal:
the turkey dessert! To be precise: Pumpkin Pie. Yes, that’s right, we made a practice pie. Have you ever heard two more beautiful sounding words? Practice pie! It’s a pie you get to make and eat and then chalk it all up to “practice”. It feels like that should be illegal, almost as if we’ve found a loophole in dessert law. I’m hesitant to even publish such a post for fear we will be caught, revealing such prized information to the wrong sort of people: dessert narcs. But such things cannot be kept secret – they must not. The people need to know!
So without further ado, I reveal to you our practice pie:
Now that I’ve given you this sacred knowledge, I suggest you go out and make as many practice pies of your own before it’s too late. I’ll be here with a fork and a plate awaiting for your return.