Crustless Apple Pie

Ok, so it wasn't pie; it was a crisp, technically. And ok, I am late posting this, but it was made last week. 

And it was made in a pie plate. And it is pie filling with what could be pie topping.  There was just no crust.

When you make the rules to these games you are playing for yourself, you can bend them any way you want.  That's surely one perk of going your own way.  (Eek, don't let me start quoting Fleetwood Mac!)

But the "crustless apple pie" was pretty scrumptious with the apples baked with cinnamon and nutmeg and the crispy oatmeal topping.  And it was shared with amazing friends in an amazing city, making it even better.

Marking my to do list: New Orleans, check.

So now, back home with a belly full of seafood laced with grease and love, I wonder, "Can this girl get enough New Orleans to last a whole year?"  The answer to that is most resoundingly no, but it will have to do I guess.

And so the missing of people and places and things begins.

 

Things like that are the downside of going your own way.