Spuddy Buddy loves to crank our handy dandy apple peeler/corer/slicer gadget (the rare gadget that actually is as brilliant as claimed, and actually does get daily use), so he is always game to help us make anything apple-ish.
So, today he and I made a rather remarkable apple pie (eight big Jonagolds, yum). Dutch style, with the crunchy cinnamon & butter topping. It was not a small pie, no no.
We removed it from the oven at 5 PM. It is now 10 PM. The pie is gone. As in, not one crumb remains. Five people. Eight apples. Five hours. And for three of those hours, we weren't even home. Dude.
I have a truly astonishing family. Astonishing and so happy.