Mistakes happen.
Every year on Christmas Eve I make Cape Cod Cranberry Pie. It's easy. It's quick and it is delicious. I make biscuits and ham, too, along with vegetables. But the pie is the big flourish at the end of the meal.
However, this year I was upset. And the pie was a disaster. I had a good reason for being emotionally distraught. My mother went into the hospital (again) on Saturday. The reason she wound up in the hospital was the same this time as last time--her medication.
So in a bad state of mind, I began to mix up my pie--just as I've done every Christmas Eve. When I was finished, I knew something was wrong because the crust did not spread out as it usually does. But I stuck the pie in the oven anyway.
It came out looking rather strange.
In wasn't until it was time to serve the pie that I realized what I had forgotten to add to the crust.
Sugar.
Oops.
I sliced up the pie and practically drowned each piece in whipped cream. It was edible, but not at all as scrumptious as it should have been.
3 comments:
The pie isn't any reason for concern. You are, however, in my thoughts. I hope you mother is well soon.
abbagirl74: My mother is doing better. She's out of the hospital now.
Today we all went out to eat. :^)
I hope they've figured out your moms medication Penelope and she's now hospital free :-)
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