missing my mom’s apple pie

A little melancholy today. I just plain ol’ miss my mom’s apple pie.

Smelling the apples cook with just the right amount of cinnamon and sugar.

She would let us roll up the left-over pie crust and sprinkling a little magic between the layers. She called them bun-ums.

My mouth is watering. Just in case you need a recipe, organic apple pie.

{images via atlanta homes, italian food foreversimply daily recipes}

 

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