This week I have magically gained access to TWO WHOLE PIES.
There will be no sharing.
The first I’d already nearly eaten before I could be bothered to fish out my camera. The second pie, though, I managed to record in its buttery virgin glory. Which is a lucky thing, because it’s halfway devoured as I type this.
These pies, by the way, are from Aphrodite Cafe here in Vancouver. They aren’t as good as if my sister made them (SISTER, I WANT PIE!), but they’re pretty motherfucking good.