Nothing like a big bowl of fruit....I bought the apples last Saturday--seven of them--to make a pie. My mother's pie recipe always called for seven apples. I ate one, and one died on me through no fault of my own. It must have had a worm or something. So far, there's no pie. But the kitchen faucet is finally fixed today, and I also have my own pie pan now. So I think I'll make a Norwegian apple pie. No crust on those babies! EZ!!
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