The Pie Party. I’ve heard about the delectable party since I first started dating my now husband. The tastes. The sweetness. Ohh the butter. I was under the impression last year that the Pie Party would be held on New Years Eve. Turns out that was just a ploy… I was getting engaged instead! So the pie party was happily abandoned last year, but I still very much wanted to know what this party was all about. So when my husband showed up this year with ballots and contest rules I was elated! Together we played host to five teams and about six pounds of butter. Words can’t even describe how delicious each pie was. But I will say that the slices kept getting smaller with each pie we ate. So much sugar! The lovely grand champions this year were my sister-in-laws. I hope they enjoy it because my husband and I plan to steal the title next year.
