As I mentioned in a previous post, Hostess really screwed up their cherry pies. Not just kinda screwed them up, but ROYALLY screwed them up. If offered a year supply of their new cherry pies, I think I’d be hard pressed to accept. I don’t think I’d even give them to the homeless they’re that bad.

So, I made some of my own. I need to make more, perhaps different pies. I’ll have to see what other fillings they have at the store. I just need to make sure My Favorite Daughter doesn’t decide that we need to start making Dandelion Pies or something. My fruit pies don’t need to weeds!

Until Next Time!

WOO WOO!