@Joy Martin This reminds me of the time my wife and I often laugh about, my Mother was visiting us in Phoenix from Chicago, we both worked, so during the day she baked one of her wonderful home-made pies, apple! She made it all from scratch, great crust, wonderful cinnamon-flavored filling, I got home from work and she gave me a slice. Wonderful! By the time my wife had gotten home, I had eaten the whole danged pie, proving the glutton I was! My wife was aghast, my Mother, always seeing the best in all situations, did not reprimand me.......I felt ashamed...... Today, it's a funny memory! The pie-maker gone, the event history..... Frank