After the hike, Candice made delicious chili. Mouthful after tantalizing mouthful of spicy, delectable joy sliding scrumptiously down our parched throats and bringing about a welcome cessation to the anguished growling of our abdominal cavities.

To sum up: “We et chili. It were good.”

Hey, are you mocking my purple prose? I have an English degree, purple prose permission is part and parcel of the package!

And Candice doesn’t have an INTARWEB code name yet! I don’t use people’s REAL names without permission!

And, you should have put the link to your photo gallery up.

We should come up with one for her… of course, she has no net access from her apartment, so she hasn’t been reading this site…

I wouldn’t dare to mock you! You make pie occasionally, and even let me eat some of it. And sometimes cookies too. It was an homage to your prosaic wizardry, nothing more.

There be pictures here, although for some reason I apparently thought there was more than one lake.

Okay… your pie privileges are safe.

Pie keeps coming up somehow, especially in relation to Wonko. Apparently pie in North Dakota isn’t as good as pie on the west coast. Perhaps I could coerce someone out there to send me a pie.
Then again, if I get hooked, shipping may prove to be very expensive.

Pie is an integral part of Wonko’s very being. Many people and palces in Portland offer superior pies. It makes for a very “pie is good” enviroment. That and it creates an easy bribe because home made pies are almost always bettr then the store bought variety.

So, like motorcycles, pie on the west coast is superior? I can swollow that. Is it the altitude? Is your sugar perhaps processed from cane instead of our local beets? Perhaps your fruit is fresher? What’s the secret? How might I go about improving my pie experience? My fiance makes several pies a day, sometimes bordering on dozens. If we knew what you know, we could get rich.
You don’t want to be the reason a poor midwestern chap goes bankrupt, do you?

YOUR FIANCE MAKES SEVERAL PIES A DAY?!?? My god man! What are you doing sitting in front of a computer when there are a virtually limitless number of pies to be eaten?

As for west coast pie superiority, it isn’t. While I haven’t experienced east coast pie (yet), I have experienced west coast pie, midwestern pie, southern pie, and Danish pie, and I can say that the one element that makes a pie superior is the person who makes it. It has nothing to do with location. Then again, I’ve never tasted a pie I didn’t like.

Yea, tasty chili. I am sure this mysterious Candice is quite complimented.

grizelda:::bedrick

Candice:::Steve

T or F

To answer your question would do a great disservice to the citizens of fair Gotham.

It was a Sluggy reference, but I’m afraid if you refuse to answer these questions, it may redound to your detriment on your FSAT scores. (Felicity Silliness Aptitude Test)

HOLY CRAP THERE’S A TEST?

Yeah. Lots of questions, huge bias, takes years to take.

I take bribes tho’.

Quite right, there. Pie is indeed good. It’s just I got the idea that where you are it is unnaturally good. My fiancee makes quite a delicious french silk pie, her banana cream is superior to most, but nothing beats a regular old strawberry pie with loads of huge, REAL strawberries smothered in whipped cream. I’m getting fat, and she’s in a dilemma, wanting to go into one of the more controversial fields of modelling (I dare not say more). Doing so is not compatable with the number of pies she makes. I suppose this means I will have to eat more of them.
And yes, several pies a day is not an exaggeration. She’s a baker, and a damn good one.
How did I luck out? I live with a playboy-esque model who makes pies for a living. Wonko, you should be so lucky.

I live with a playboy-esque model who makes pies for a living. Wonko, you should be so lucky.

I hate you.

Hehehehehehehehe…