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I only got a few more bites past this before I had to concede defeat.This post comes to you from beyond the grave.

I sat down last night after dinner, while waiting for dessert, to write (or start to write) a post about the last few days of vacation in all their vacationy glory. Because these last few days have been glorious, oh yes, and there are pictures to show and adventures to tell.

But as I began, Sal brought in the dessert he'd made for us, and set a plate before me at my desk. And you guys? I don't even...I mean, the human capability for language is insufficient to describe the utter divinity of what he placed before me.

We had peaches to use up, and some cherries from our bin, so he decided yesterday afternoon to make peach-cherry handpies to top off our magnificent little Independence Day feast. A Feast for the Fourth for Two, if you will. What started out as an intention to make multiple hand pies became only two massive half-pies, or as he called them, monster hand pies. Which, I guess is true if the monster in question has hands the size of dinner plates.

So as I said, he placed before me, still oh-so-dreamy-warm-from-the-oven, a ginormous half circle of pastry, all golden brown flaky wonderfulness and crystal sparkled with a light dusting of sugar and summer-drenched fruity warmth. And though I had no hope whatsoever of eating the thing entire, I knew it would be a blissful death in the attempt. And so. And so.

And so this is why there is not a post today to tell you the great tales of the last of our vacation. Because yesterday, I died a a death of sweet deliciousness and that was the end of me. It'll come soon, once I've been brought back by whatever supernatural culinary ritual Sal decides on for dinner tonight. But in the meantime, I'll die another little death at lunch with a small piece of that heavenly pie in my bento.

lunch, bento colors purple

• chicken skewers in thai peanut and thai bbq sauces; jasmine rice with fresh sugar snaps (shelled by me!) underneath the chicken
• carrots and more sugar snaps in their pods
• cherries and a bit of the aforementioned peach-cherry pie

Comments

[Tara]

Oooooohhhhh. I'm sure I could've devoured the whole pie in one sitting. Especially since Chef Sal made it. If I was a violent person I'd try to steal your lunch one day. But I'm not...sigh. :)

[Sally]

Thank you for the flattering words, Honey! I especially enjoy cooking for you when you have reactions like these. Maybe some berry pies this weekend?

[Bitty]

Tara: If not for the outstanding dinner I'd eaten right before, I probably could've devoured the whole pie, too. :)

Oh, and I'm glad to know I don't have to worry about protecting myself from a lunch bandit....

[Bitty]

Sally: Oh oh, yes, please!!!!