My mom is famous for her pies - at least in our family. She makes them for almost every holiday, and I always look forward to digging into my favorites: cherry, apple and pumpkin.
I remember when we lived in New York, she made somewhat of a business out of it, selling homemade and delicious pies to our local apple farm. We’d head over there every week, when she’d drop off her orders. My mom would always let us pick out some flavored honey sticks at the front counter, and I would look over all of the different kinds of freshly picked apples, fruits and vegetables. I absolutely loved it.
I hope that one day I’ll be able to make a pie as tasty as one my mother makes. Until then, I’ll keep enjoying hers at each chance I get.