This was a lovely essay on growing older, carrying forward traditions and skills, and taking time to master a tricky task. Thank you for not showing us a blue-ribbon showpiece of a pie, but an everyday, achievable, sometimes a little wonky perfectly decent delicious pie. I think sometimes we forget to be a little forgiving with ourselves and expect ourselves to turn out something perfect, forgetting that a perfect appearance is so often factory produced and not nearly as wonderful in essence.
September 2, 2014 at 10:59pm