The pie came along to breakfast club at our usual place but saved itself for Kate’s community garden. The garden has a proper gazebo which is where we took shelter from the mid-day sun, and where Whitney, Kate , Aaron and later Kevin and his boys had pie.
Kate gave us a tour of her plot. Then half a pie was told the story of the Collyer Brothers and hoarded in the basket for another day.
The other half of the pie was invited to dinner the next day with Susan, Alex and Faye (but not before Dan charmed a slice out of the basket at the office). There it was served on Grandmother’s Noritake a.k.a. the pancake plates with a petulant moussamoussette. Susan has a deep understanding of pie because Alex loves pie. She and I can have girl-talk about pie for hours.