I nearly cried tears of joy when I found out that Pie Friday really does exist. I always knew that it did, and now, I have found a clan who believes along with me.
I knew that it was fate when, as a lowly intern, I was disrupted from my duties by the close proximity of a bevy of fruit pies and other delicious dishes, courtesy of the Albuquerque Tribune newsroom staff. Our editor-in-chief's mother even brought us enchiladas, red and green chile stew and chocolate cake, all of which were homemade. Ah, but my Friday was about to get even better my the presence of a cheesecake unlike any that I have seen or tasted before. It was not sweet, simply creamy and wonderful with imitation crab and fresh mushrooms. The crust was a thin layer of crumbled French bread.
Had death overtaken me on this day, this Pie Friday, I would have died with the biggest smile on my face and the most bloated belly you've ever seen.
It's really too bad that the beloved members of this clan will soon all be dispersed across the planes of fate as the Albuquerque Tribune gets ready to close its doors in the next few weeks. Truthfully, I'm really sad about it. But as Yummy Girl, I have to say that the loss of the tradition of pies, cheesecakes and quiches along with other delicious delights, right in the middle of a workday is a tragedy.
Come on now, we all know that pie makes the world a better place. It's true. Just try having a piece yourself sometime, perhaps on a particularly bad day at the office. I guarantee that you will be filled with joy immediately upon touching the flaky fruitiness of it to your lips. Especially if it's a lá mode. Oooooh yeah.
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