A tradition was born the year we married.
I suggested to Sweetheart that we have a pie party
so I could meet his school associates and
get to know better our neighbors and ward members.
Sweetheart has been asking for years that I make fewer pies.
I'm always concerned that I won't have enough to serve.
I made 29 pies. Some were great.
The last few years we've sent the left overs to a law enforcement station for a treat.
The evening was fun. Sweetheart asked a co-worker to take a count.
The co-worker estimated about 70 people in the 15 minutes he counted.
Hurricane and Underfoot ate their fill of pie and played with friends.
Here are some previous pie party.