It was a perfect breezy, cloudless evening.
And yes, it was THAT Michael, the pie maven for whom the Colleen had saved a slice the day before. He said, “Look at it. I love warm pie. I love that moment when it falls apart on the plate.” And we all took a big sniff of that first slice as I passed it over to Magda.
Here Michael describes the perfect blueberry pie while eating this slice of sour cherry pie. If one where to make a pie chart of Michael’s brain, it would indeed be just that.