Thanksgiving Tales

The wonderful Mr. H was home today working hard making pumpkin pies while I was at work. Bless his heart, he also makes the turkey. Well here is the first casualty of the day:

The pan the pumpkin pies sat on is beyond help. He put the pies in the oven directly on then rack THEN read the directions that said to bake the pies on a baking sheet. Instead of taking the pies all the way out so they wouldn't spill he opened the oven door and set the baking sheet on the oven door. Well the oven door is on an incline so when he set the pies on it the filling ran over the edges onto the baking sheet.



Rewind to last night when I gently reminded him to LAY a round of foil around the edge of the pie crust so it wouldn't burn. Well before he put the pies in he tightly adhered and sealed the foil around the pie crust edge.

Lo and behold when the filling oozed over the edges of the crust/foil the baking/burning filling became one with the crust/foil. And here you have:

A beautiful, decorative, shiny pie edge. They don't teach ya that in cooking school. I love that man.