A History of Pie

This post had every intention to be a simple pie recipe (it was also ideally going to be posted in November, ah...such is life). While my intentions were good and certainly justified (I mean, let's be honest who doesn't love a pie post?) I realized that a holiday as special and as dear to my heart as thanksgiving deserves something more.

My earliest recollection of this holiday was at my grandparent's farm. It wasn't your typical farm with cows and pigs and a big red barn - it was more a gathering place nestled in the woods with plenty of hiking trails, porch swings, and hammocks.The family would travel from all over Florida and we would have our feast out on the big screened-in back porch. We would spend our afternoons wrapped up in a game of horseshoes, swinging on the rope swing hanging from the old oak tree, and playing with the dogs (there were always several).