My mother makes pies ten times a day. The moment my mom reads this she is going to say, "Oh that Corey, I certainly do not."
Okay then, at least once a week, usually on a Monday for the family dinner. One thing is certain, my mom is known for her flaky, buttery pie crust. Banana cream, coconut cream, lemon meringue, chocolate, blackberry, apple, apricot… to name a few of the fillings.
In France, a pie is called a tarte with an "e" at the end.
There is a bakery in Cassis, called the "La Tarte Tropezienne"
by far the best bakery in town.
Their desserts are pieces of artwork plus they are as delicious as they look. I could dive into them head first!
Have you ever been in a pie eating contest? I have I think I was in the eighth grade or maybe the seventh grade. I do not remember who won, but I do remember the pies were chocolate with a mountain high of whip cream and that is was crazy fun. Come to think of it was I the only girl in the contest? I know Mitchell was in the contest too.
Anyway, in case you are ever in a pie eating contest (you never know), I am going to give you a big hint about how to win:
Dive in head first
turn your head around and around
so that most of it remains on your face
Which makes for less to eat.
Wear a shower cap.
(P.S. I would never think to enter a pie eating contest with a tarte as beautiful as the one above, nor one of my mother's pie. They are worth savoring every bit, let alone my mother's reaction which would not be pleasant. Gee, she points a finger if I sneak a spoonful of uncooked cookie dough!)
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