Sadly, I had no pie yesterday. I was utterly miserable with a bad UTI. In the last couple of weeks, I was swimming and hot-tubbing almost every day, and apparently, bacteria happened. Not helpful, I am sure, but instead of the quiche that I usually make to celebrate the day, I consumed English muffins and plain pasta with butter and salt. Comfort carbs.

I did think of Nilly's Pi children and hope the family is coping with the horrible circumstances in their region. Trying to keep things as normal as possible has to be challenging.

I didn't have pie, but in a weird echo of Matt's dining experience, I ordered beef brisket at dinner and DH ordered pork ribs, and his ribs slightly edged out the brisket, which I was not expecting for the same "my usual preference" reasons as Matt. There was no chicken, though. Good new place overall -- we all approved. Well done cocktails, too.