A weekend spent at the house of friends inevitably means there will be pie. This time it’s Park City, Utah, with my very good friends John and Laura, and their two kids. Johnnie turns six next month and Athena is nine months old today. Johnnie wanted to make pie, so we did. I would write more about the sweet experience — Johnnie was an excellent pie student! — but after the pie was out of the oven the babysitter arrived and the grownups went out on the town. It’s hard to write about pie, let alone eat it, after drinking as much wine as we did last night. So I’ll let the pictures tell the story while I go in search of coffee.
