Since my wanderlust has been swelling like a Grand Marnier soufflé– and I can’t get to Egypt right now — I decided to continue my pie search closer to home. That is, if you consider Western Texas close to LA. I had driven through this part of the country during my move to and from Saltillo, Mexico and vowed to return.
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I got back in the MINI (What a great car! Speed, sportscar-like handing and an average of 35 MPG) and drove into the sunset toward my destination.
It also has an outdoor kitchen, which got me thinking…
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And there’s even an oven.
My first morning, I discovered another coincidence. When helping myself to a cup of coffee I found a cup sporting my pie business logo, the red and white checkered tablecloth pattern. But was it a coincidence? I don’t think so!
Looks like I might be staying longer than I planned.