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Mother's Pie
Sarah was in charge of Christmas dinner for the first time since she married Pete. Both sets of parents, assorted cousins, aunts and uncles, and a few friends would all be there for the big meal. She wasn't nervous about cooking for a crowd. Sarah did that daily at the restaurant and was an accomplished chef.
What did have Sarah concerned were the pies. She had been making her Mom's pecan pie for years…so that was safe. But…Pete's mother had given her the family Pumpkin Pie recipe and that had her worried. Poor Pete had been taste testing for two weeks and she still didn't have it right. According to Pete, the crust was always perfect, but the pumpkin part was either too runny, too soft or too firm. She had yet to reach that "just right" texture.
On Christmas day, everything was ready and the last thing to prepare was that damned pie. Sarah did everything exactly as described on the recipe card, poured the pumpkin filling and crossed her fingers. Just as she was taking out Rachel's pie from the over, her mother-in-law looked over her
shoulder. "Oh, Sarah!" gasped Rachel. "Your pie is just perfection!"
Copyright © 2013 Annie - Original Flash Fiction
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
What did have Sarah concerned were the pies. She had been making her Mom's pecan pie for years…so that was safe. But…Pete's mother had given her the family Pumpkin Pie recipe and that had her worried. Poor Pete had been taste testing for two weeks and she still didn't have it right. According to Pete, the crust was always perfect, but the pumpkin part was either too runny, too soft or too firm. She had yet to reach that "just right" texture.
On Christmas day, everything was ready and the last thing to prepare was that damned pie. Sarah did everything exactly as described on the recipe card, poured the pumpkin filling and crossed her fingers. Just as she was taking out Rachel's pie from the over, her mother-in-law looked over her
shoulder. "Oh, Sarah!" gasped Rachel. "Your pie is just perfection!"
Copyright © 2013 Annie - Original Flash Fiction
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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