totally different IMOSmurfy said:I prefer cakes and brownies myself. Pie is like a cake wanna-be. It's definitely inferior to the cake.
Lestat said:totally different IMO

My fav with ice creamJavaGuru said:Filling...no question..dutch apple....
JavaGuru said:Filling...no question..dutch apple....
ChefWide said:ahhhhh.. now brotha my brotha.. do comtemplate with me, just for a moment...
A deep dark walnut panneled house in the berkshires with cordovan leather tile underfoot, a big almost obsidian Mission table laden with naught but glasses of port, a Warres '63, actually.
Wide, thick sided shallow coffee mugs with a Dutch Apple Brown Betty just getting cool enought to eat.. the dark rich crumble topping has only enough flour to hold together the butter, pecans and cane sugar...
The little specks of candied ginger and roasted sour cherries just peak out of the big, fat, slathered granny smiths so brown and bubbly in their bourbon-cinnamon glaze, and your best friends return to the table giggling over that bottle of BasArmagnac they FINALLY found
Your lady flashes you a knowing smile, returning from turning the Van Morrison down just a little as she brings the bowl of whipped creme fraiche to the table and a handful of big weathered spoons, their luster only magnified by the patina of years of dinners well spent, friends sated or renewed, of souls warmed by the gift of table and hearth and heart...
You look around, feeling the glow of the fireplace on one cheek, and smile, as this is what it is all about....
If the guy in the avatar ever came up to me and started talking like this I would be scared.ChefWide said:ahhhhh.. now brotha my brotha.. do comtemplate with me, just for a moment...
A deep dark walnut panneled house in the berkshires with cordovan leather tile underfoot, a big almost obsidian Mission table laden with naught but glasses of port, a Warres '63, actually.
Wide, thick sided shallow coffee mugs with a Dutch Apple Brown Betty just getting cool enought to eat.. the dark rich crumble topping has only enough flour to hold together the butter, pecans and cane sugar...
The little specks of candied ginger and roasted sour cherries just peak out of the big, fat, slathered granny smiths so brown and bubbly in their bourbon-cinnamon glaze, and your best friends return to the table giggling over that bottle of BasArmagnac they FINALLY found
Your lady flashes you a knowing smile, returning from turning the Van Morrison down just a little as she brings the bowl of whipped creme fraiche to the table and a handful of big weathered spoons, their luster only magnified by the patina of years of dinners well spent, friends sated or renewed, of souls warmed by the gift of table and hearth and heart...
You look around, feeling the glow of the fireplace on one cheek, and smile, as this is what it is all about....
Mr. dB said:Bah, mission furniture should be quarter-sawn oak, not dark wood.

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