I didn't become a pie person until a few years ago. I had a weird aversion to fruit in a pie...my mother would scrape it all off, leaving me with only the buttery, flaky crust to eat with my ice cream.
Is it any wonder I was, as you say, a little chunky?
Now that I've "matured" and "grown," I can appreciate a good pie. And as Thanksgiving is fast approaching, I thought I'd send you this article I came across: 25 Perfect Pies for Fall.
Need I say more?
So pick one out and know 'em dead. I know you can do it!
Love,
Rachael
