Southern thing, and it's quite good. I had a friend whose dad put gravy on chocolate cake. He was southern too, but that was just bonkers.

eta: heh. I'm proven wrong. It's just a thing, not particularly southern. Still good.

Canadians (and some others I disremember) eat apple pie with cheese but not melted.

And no matter WHAT my parents say, it is STILL WRONG.

(I grew up hearing "Apple pie without cheese is like a kiss without a squeeze!" on a regular basis. I hated cheese as a little kid, though I came to appreciate it later in life. But I maintain that the pie/cheese shippers are WRONG like wrong things.)

Warm New England apple pie needs a hunk of unmelted extra sharp Vermont cheddar cheese or it can not truly claim the title of Pie.

Also, many hugs to Tep and Deena and Shir and anyone else who needs them. Me, I'm currently regaining the title of queen insomniac (for the night, anyway). I took half an ambien an hour ago when it became clear I needed something but was too far into the sleep window to take a whole. The result? Partly functional, partly dopey Kristin who is still awake. Argh. Now I am awake and rather useless. How is this an improvment, exactly? Thank the gods for iPhone auto correct or this message would make a lot less sense.

I know I should put the phone down and try to sleep again, but I'm worried I'm even going to be able to drag myself out of bed in 4 hours. Have mentioned that I hate insomnia? And being slightly drugged for no useful reason?

Decaf coffee:

OMG I am dead from lethal Emeline cuteness! That outfit rocks!!! I think she should wear it to school tomorrow. I'm helpful like that.

Canadians (and some others I disremember) eat apple pie with cheese but not melted.

Also people from the North of England. Yum! We like cheese with Christmas Cake too, and with (sweet) Mince Pie.

I am a cheese/pie shipper, and proud of it! Go Chie! Or possibly Peese!

(...god, I hate portmanteaux. It was almost painful to write those.)

I'm not asleep, either. I've been on a weird sleep schedule this weekend, and I think that sleep tonight just isn't going to happen.

Just did a bunch of my PT exercises for my hip, because I've been neglecting that lately and that's not a good idea. Jumping right back into a full routine after being lazy for a while isn't such a good idea either, it seems. Wow, that hurt.

Steph, I really hope you're feeling better, love.

Mmm, kindereggs. Those are fun. They don't sell them here -- small toys inside edibles are considered too much of a choking hazard.

In Europe, I think we consider them Darwinism in action.

(Now I'm craving those chocolate bars with pop rocks in them. I've never seen those anywhere other than Israel.)

Oooh! Yes, we used to have those! They were awesome!

I'm still up because I have to present a new website content management system with a billion users having different permissions to a client at 10A this morning. It's not finished. I've had months, but it's still not done. I can't make the code do what I want and it's making me crazy.

Also people from the North of England.

I'm guessing we have our origin - Canada, New England, parts of the South? That fits.

Kristin, I wish I could change places with you. Some insomnia would serve me well over the next t checks watch 14 hours until my killer project is due.

My grandpa used to insist on sharp cheddar for his apple pie. He was from Saginaw, Michigan.