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Blog Guy, do you have a personal guiding philosophy of life? You know, three or four words that express your world view?
It’s funny you should ask. I didn’t until today, but now I do, thanks to the cover of a catalog that came in the mail.
Wow! What did it say? What is this new moral compass that guides your spiritual essence?
“Pie…the Perfect Gift.”
That’s it? Pie…the Perfect Gift?
Yep. I was like blown away by the truth and wisdom of it. It’s so zen. Who doesn’t want the gift of pie? Be they Democrat or Republican, be it fruit or cream or custard, key lime, lemon meringue, chocolate….
Did this life-changing catalog offer any other beacons of light?
Yes. It also said, “Warm your heart with pie!”
So anybody out there who is looking to buy the Blog Guy a holiday present only needs to remember one thing. “Pie…the Perfect Gift.”
Okay, I get it. Maybe a nice strawberry rhubarb?
RHUBARB? Is that what you said? What the hell is WRONG with you? Are you sick? Crap, some people can ruin ANYTHING!
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Top: President-elect Barack Obama orders a slice of cherry pie with his lunch at Manny’s Coffee Shop and Deli in Chicago, November 21, 2008. REUTERS/Frank Polich
Right: Republican presidential candidate and Minnesota Congresswoman Michele Bachmann holds up a box with an apple pie to give away to the audience at the Republicans of Black Hawk County Dinner in Waterloo, Iowa, August 14, 2011. REUTERS/Jim Young
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Grand Traverse Pie? Oooh, I’d go for their cherry.
Strawberry Rhubarb ok; but a good Rhubarb Custard pie is wonderful!
Say, BG, couldn’t we liven up some pumpkin or sweet potato pies with some brandy?
Very appropriate, BG. November 14th is just 8 months away from Pi Day.
I might attempt a Key Lime Pie next week
Oh, and I looooooooooooooooove apple pie:):):)
“Warm my tummy with pie!” will be more appropriate in my case.
Hmmm… pie!
I will also accept tortes, tarts and flans.
Heck, pretty much anything pastry-related and I’m there.
Nosmo, I won’t mention the other meaning of tart, but some of our more crude commenters may. Just a warning.
Good point, Frisco. That’s 3.1415926 more reasons to recommend this blog item to others…
Do you have any pie like donuts in your shop, Mr B?
No, Unca, there hasn’t been room. But if we can just get rid of all these goofy photographs, there will be.
OK, OK. If they’re serving pie, I might just have a sit-down chat with a politician.
Now, if I can get pie with my doughnuts at the GFMDS, I’m that much closer to heaven.
I humbly offer a haiku:
Pie pie pie pie pie
Berries, custard, and others
Pie… The perfect gift
I offered some pies to a couple of nuns, and they said, “Pie — us?!”
Rhubarb should be with white chocolate and a faint hint of Pernod, rather than strawberry. Trust me, I’m a pie baking farm hand…
Pie! This is why your blog is the best BG! You have your reader’s interests at heart. I bet that Felix Salmon guy never thinks to give his readers baked goods!
@Spin: Did you answer, “Try some, it’s habit forming.”
@jclimacus: I confess. I didn’t.
@jclimacus: Maybe that Felix Salmon guy offers his readers Salmon quiche? Which is hardly pie.
Blog Guy, I just went to the Grand Traverse Pie Company site. They have a link called “Blog” but with no links to the Oddly Enough blog. Because you include a link to their site, seems like they should return the favor. I demand that they include a link to the Oddly Enough blog on their blog — or give freshly baked pies to you and all your regular commenters.
Spin and jclimacus – Maybe they were trying to kick the habit.
9 out of 10 nuns prefer the OE Blog to Salmon. Kick the Salmon habit with the OE Blog Network!
reminds me of my favorite song from Sweeny Todd:
LOVETT: Here we are, now! Hot out of the oven!
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT: It’s priest. Have a little priest.
TODD: Is it really good?
LOVETT: Sir, it’s too good, at least! Then again, they don’t commit sins of the flesh, So it’s pretty fresh.
TODD: Awful lot of fat.
LOVETT: Only where it sat.
TODD: Haven’t you got poet, or something like that?
LOVETT: No, y’see, the trouble with poet is ‘Ow do you know it’s deceased? Try the priest!
TODD: (spoken) Heavenly! Not as hearty as bishop, perhaps, but then again, not as bland as curate, either!
LOVETT: And good for business, too — always leaves you wantin’ more! Trouble is, we only get it on Sundays!
Lawyer’s rather nice.
TODD: If it’s for a price.
LOVETT: Order something else, though, to follow, Since no one should swallow it twice!
TODD: Anything that’s lean.
LOVETT: Well, then, if you’re British and loyal, You might enjoy Royal Marine! Anyway, it’s clean.
Though of course, it tastes of wherever it’s been!
TODD: Is that squire, on the fire?
LOVETT: Mercy no, sir, look closer, You’ll notice it’s grocer!
TODD: Looks thicker, More like vicar!
LOVETT: No, it has to be grocer — It’s green!
BG – I know you were expecting this from me, and I wouldn’t want to disappoint you