Yesterday was the Black (my mom's side) family annual pie night. We were talking last night about how many years we've been getting together to do this, and we decided we're on year 11. It's been awhile and the competition is pretty intense. Pie night originated when everyone's families started getting bigger and people wanted to have Thanksgiving dinner with their immediate families. So the Monday night before Thanksgiving, whoever is in town brings a pie, the kids listen to a thanksgiving story, we cast our votes for the best pies, prizes are received and everyone has a great time. It really is the one time a year I see some of my cousins.
It was complete chaos but a lot of fun.
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I have never wanted a piece of pie so bad. Who won?! Every pie looks amazing. You said you made the cranberry custard, right? Yum!
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