When I was young(er), we had a vine in our backyard that produced fruit my mother called ‘wine grapes’. My friends and I would sit on the lawn in early Fall and eat bunches of these distinctive purple gems off the vine and convince ourselves that we were getting drunk. […]
I'm so happy you're here because it means that you share my love of pie ... and that's a very good thing! I hope I can inspire you to pick up a rolling pin, throw down some flour and get rocking (and rolling) on your pie game.