Thanksgiving is coming up and what better way to celebrate than with pie? And in case the asterisk is a little hard to read, it states: Entry must contain a made-up pie name (make us wish it were real!) and the word 'taste-buds'.
So give us the best fictional pie to have ever crossed our taste- buds!
Rules for the contest can be found here.
Winner will be announced Sunday around noon.
"Pie!" said Angie. "I want pie!"
ReplyDelete"Fine. Fine." I said. If she wanted a stupid birthday pie, I'd get her a stupid pie.
"Cherry," she said. "I want cherry."
"But it's out of season. Can't I get--"
"Cherry," Angie insisted. "With chocolate sprinkles."
"On cherry pie?"
She crossed her arms. “Don’t you make fun of Sprinkle-berry pie."
I shook my head. "Okay, sprinkles. Anything else?"
"Whipping cream. Oh, and pickles. I'm craving pickles."
I sighed. "You'll find your taste-buds again after the kid is born, right? Right?"
Ha! Great ending there. And I could totally get behind a sprinkle pie...sans the pickles. ;)
ReplyDeleteMy brother, Jack, wants to dress like a clown for Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteHe’s an idiot.
“You’ll get Mom’s Bourbon Apple Peach Pie in the face,” I say.
He laughs.
That morning I roast the turkey while classic 80’s songs drift through the house. The place smells of cinnamon and nutmeg. My taste-buds practically faint.
The doorbell rings, family arrives. My heart races.
Another knock.
Oh no, I groan internally.
A clown stares back with empty eyes, steps inside. I wince.
Awkward pause. Minutes pass.
The door opens again. Jack comes in, confusion on his face.
My jaws drops.
The clown smiles.
Laura L. Zimmerman @lauralzimm
Yikes, I think that Thanksgiving is going to end in some yellow police tape! (actually, I imagine that Jack tackles the clown and takes him down, and everyone lives to enjoy a turkey leg, lol!)
DeleteWonderfully creepy :)
DeleteLol! I agree!! Thanks! :)
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