This pie was just as delicious as I thought it would be. I snagged a picture of it sliced before it all disappeared. I also snagged a piece of it that I hid in the back of the old farmhouse fridge till I got a chance to eat it. (The recipe is here: Raisin Cream Pie.)
Yesterday was my cousin’s annual “country supper” that they hold at the old farmhouse (where I used to live), this year celebrating the 100th anniversary of their farm.
Their cleaning lady ditched and their kitchen lady ditched due to last minute crises. They had their party stars aligned all wrong this year. Georgia was having the vapors (for REAL, she fainted during the party! don’t worry, she’s okay, I think she just got too hot or something). I pitched in to clean and run the kitchen. Came home and went to bed for 11 hours straight. I should be back to posting as usual this week! Whew. Kids are gone for 8 weeks. I’ve done gone up the holler, people, and you’re not getting me out till August.