Another pie… a long time coming but finally delivered.
“Just Sage” keeps crashing at my house on his way somewhere. I brought up the topic of pieing, and he told me the story of what happened when he’d crashed at another friend’s house. The guy let him use the shower in exchange for some hamburger. While showering he noticed that the shower curtain was decorated with the shadow from Psycho. Just then, his friend burst in with a Super Soaker! “Now, go ahead with your shower.”
Then for dinner, the friend brought him his food in a metal dog bowl! The friend was also eating from a dog bowl. Apparently it was a habit he picked up living on a boat. [They don’t wobble and slide off the boat!]
Finally, he said, “You need some Barnacle Vodka,” and retrieved a bottle that he’d found SCUBA diving. The label had washed off and barnacles had grown on the glass, but the plastic ring around the top said Smirnov, so they knew what it contained. After the drink he said, “Now Get Out of My House!”
Sage also mentioned that the whole thing had been documented with pictures for fcbk. That was my opening.
I thawed the whipped cream and loaded it up in the pan. Well, beggars can’t be choosers.