Summertime is running through sprinklers and splashing in swimming pools. It’s catching fireflies at dusk. It’s long, lazy days and crackling campfires at night. It’s sunflowers and daisies and gardens overflowing with fresh produce. It’s farmer’s markets and pick-your-own berry patches. It’s fruity cocktails on rooftop bars. It’s ice cream cones and shaved ice and popsicles.
Summertime is all about pie.
Pie overflowing with deliciously fresh, burst-in-your-mouth berries.
Specifically, this pie.
Because what says summer more than this red, white, and blue beauty?
And best of all, it’s two pies in one. So you don’t even have to choose between blueberry and strawberry. You can have both. Because it’s summer and I said so.
Everyone should know how to make a pie.
I’m talking about a real, homemade pie. One that is reminiscent of grandmothers and Sunday brunch. One with a flaky, buttery crust that you lovingly rolled out yourself. One with sweet fruit that bubbles over.
I tell you this because I love you and I want you to be the best person that you can be.
It’s really important to me.
I’ll be honest: pie is not easy. Pie is frustrating. Pie is finicky. Pie is time-consuming. Pie is rarely perfect.
But isn’t that true of most worthwhile things in life?
Knowing how to make a good pie is empowering. It makes you feel like Superwoman. And sometimes you just need to feel like Superwoman. Like on the days when the kids are cranky and the laundry is piling up and you have a huge deadline at work that you just can’t miss. Those are the days you really need to feel like Superwoman. Those are the days you need to be able to make a great pie.
Guys. Today. My heart is just overwhelmed with thankfulness.
I mean, seriously.
I am one. blessed. lady.
And I really (like, really) hope that your heart is full today, too.
Because that’s what Thanksgiving is all about. Hearts so full they can burst. An amazing meal in the company of the ones we love. A whole day to reflect on the the things that make our lives just so darn special.
My little threesome is spending Thanksgiving in The Big Apple this year with our church life group. And while I’d love to spend the holiday with our extended family, my heart is just bursting with gratitude for this little family we’ve found here in Brooklyn.
So whatever today holds for you, I hope it’s filled with all great things.
Food. Family. Friends so close they might as well be family. And maybe even a little serendipity.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends!