pushing pies

It's kind of ironic that after somehow getting my hands on a copy of the pilot of Pushing Daisies before it aired, the Tivo didn't record the second episode or the third while we were in the Bay Area. So now we are behind in our viewing.

Last night we started to catch up. All I can say is that I really really wanted pie (with a glass of milk). I also wanted to know where they got those peaches.

But it was after midnight by then, and even in Los Angeles County it would take some doing to produce a really delicious pie at that hour. Polly's and Marie Calendars are both closed. The Apple Pan might still be open, but that's a good 40 minute drive from where we are, even without traffic. There are some 24 hour grocery stores, but I suspect that what would be found at the hour would be extremely disappointing.

I fear that I may have to start baking pies. Thanksgiving is coming up. But even with that, it is rare that I crave pie. I crave chocolate and I crave cake, especially chocolate cake. Last night I would have been happy with a slice of cherry pie.

Speaking of which, the DVD set of Twin Peaks recently arrived on our doorstep. I don't remember much about the series beyond the Log Lady and coffee and cherry pie (oh and who killed Laura Palmer). This doesn't sound like things are going to bode well for my waistline.

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