Pie

I want pie. For breakfast. Or lunch... or even dinner. Or hey, why not be conventional and have it for dessert?

Sometimes the overwhelming craving for pie comes, and today is one of those times. It doesn't really matter what kind of pie, as long as it isn't apple.

Maybe it is because Thanksgiving is coming, and I know that I probably won't get much good pie like I usually do. (Oh for the maple pumpkin, Raspberry cream cheese, and creme brulee pies that I made last year. Or perhaps "created" is a better word.)

I've heard that sometimes we crave things that our body needs, but I doubt my body needs pie. Need or no, I think I'll have to find some today, somehow.

I'll end with the immortal words of Jack Handey, "When you die, if you get a choice between going to regular heaven or pie heaven, choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if it's not, mmmmmmm, boy."


PS: Looking at all of these pie pictures did not help at all.