It is apparently quite possible that in a few hours, you or I will be raptured (please see item #3)
Should that happen I just want you to know one thing: first, I will be eating apple pie.
I've been reading John T Edge's Apple Pie which is a swoony read of epic proportions. This is the review of that book, though should I not be raptured, after I have kept a date with my Facebook friends to loot and then crochet, I will indeed be doing just that. Then I plan on reading the other books in the series. Side note: the other books in the series are Fried Chicken, Donuts, and Hamburgers & Fries. So, I'd really rather not be raptured.
This is a photo of my favorite place to get apples at the farmer's market. These apples are delicious. And if I take the less pretty ones, they are 50 cents a pound. PIE!
I used John Besh's pie dough (it's good stuff) and tossed a bunch of apples in a bowl with brown sugar, lemon, a tablespoon of butter and some cornstarch.
I know it's awful not to measure right? Wrong. But since my sisters both claim I am from Outer Space and I am pretty sure Space Aliens are not included in the festivities, I promise to make it up to you next time.
So as I wait to hear which of my loved ones I will never seen again and the zombie horde, I rest comfortably in the knowledge that no matter what else happens, I will always have pie. Or at least a really good memory.