Pudgy Pie at home

(DH) Don't ask me why we call them Pudgy Pies, we just do. Well, my

wife is sleeping soundly on the couch (our 45 minute run seems to have

plum tuckered her out), so I thought I'd sneak up here and post on her

blog! This picture is of me making our supper tonight with pie irons in

our fireplace. See, this last weekend we were supposed to have gone

down the river and camped out, using the pie irons in a fire to cook

our food. The weather conspired against us, however, and while we were

still able to canoe down the river, we didn't get to make "Pudgy Pies."

 

So since the temperature took a dive today and it was below 70 degrees,

we thought, "Hey, why don't we do it now?" So we did. This is the last

one, where DW[*] experimented a bit with a pepperoni and goat cheese

combination.

 

[*] I assume that would be "Dear Wife" - even though I'm the one that

got her started on this whole blogging thing, I'm not quite as down

with the lingo as my better half.

Done