I'm no Julia Child

It's Friday nite. Two artists and one yellow puppy sitting on a blue couch. Tummies are growling (even the yellow one's). Leopold's ice cream? Nah, not tonite. Pie maybe? umm YES. So it's off to the grocery store- the yellow one stays home and waits patiently in the window sill.

Fifteen minutes later I slip the lovely Sara Lee lattice cherry goodness in the oven. Thirty-eight minutes I check on it. See pictures for the result. I'm not proud of the presentation, but boy did it taste deelish.

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