We're just about to come into apple cider season in the PNW, and the new Honeycrisp crop just dropped at the growers stand a little outside of town.

No, no, my friend. I make a pineapple pie that came from a baker in Oklahoma who refused to tell me how she made it twenty five years ago, and who I had to pay her son to give me the recipe after she died. How's that for wholesome?

Salt of the earth right there.