Coincidences between events and the freezer began last week when I found out that I’d missed the birthday of one of the master gardeners whom I admire. I knew that he is quite fond of my blackberry ice cream and that, between his pie crust and my filling and ice cream, he, his wife and had I intended to have a blackberry dessert night. Due to timing, the joint effort had not yet come to pass and last week I began my Christmas baking lists, which included assessing the amount of freezer space available. Oops, there’s those blackberries taking up one-quarter of it.
What to do? Issue an invitation for dessert to the gardeners, make ice cream and pie.
And the bubbly blackberry pie in a deep dish to go with the ice cream:
Ready for a belated birthday and early Thanksgiving pie:
And this morning, the flowers — gifted to me and the table by the happy recipients of a serving and leftovers — take pride of place on the empty table. So beautiful. Thanks to the gifters.
And now for some U.W. Huskies.
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