24. Degenerative Desserts

I got up at seven o’clock the next morning, made coffee and listened to the radio. There was a cute piece on NPR about The Science Behind Santa’s Christmas Eve Journey. It was about how Rudolph’s red nose was ideal to guide Santa’s sleigh through the night sky because it radiates light, rather than reflecting…

15. Thankless Thanksgiving

When I got home, Eamon had already emailed me: “Oh you pretty thing. :)” I responded by attaching three Shins songs. “These are my three favorite Shins songs. ‘Gone for Good’ is my absolute favorite,” I wrote. “Thank you, darlin’. Let’s listen to ’em together. Yours, Eamon.” I had a good time with him. He…

13. Troublesome Tartlets

The situation with Burton was just a minor emotional setback; I bounced back with the prospect of a date with the bearded boy who had a penchant for pork and all things fleshy and roasted. I killed time before my date by going to a showroom opening for organic rugs with Lena. Lena was trying to…

4. Disappointing Desserts

I picked up my ringing cell phone. It was Lena. “Hi, Lena.” “Hi! We’re out front!” “OK! I’ll be down in two seconds.” I got in the back of her car and sat next to her three-year-old son, Ford. “Hi, Ford!” I greeted him. “That’s an awesome hat. Are you ready to eat some pie?”…

3. Sweet Suspense

The following Sunday I got up at 7:00am to take the pies out of the freezer and put them in the oven. I sat and waited patiently for them to brown. To bide my time, I checked my email: nothing interesting. Then I checked facebook: no one was up yet to post anything. I read…

2. Soggy Pie

The next morning, I had a terrible feeling about what I had written to Lucy. I didn’t know exactly what I wrote, but I knew it was irreparable. I quickly sent an apology, but didn’t expect it to be accepted. I felt empty but relieved. I knew our friendship was over, but it was a…

1. Apple of My Pie

The apples were bubbling up with little pops of steam through the rich, golden crust. The pie was ready, but a little too late. Carolyn was at the Lincoln Park Zoo for another hour and there was no way the pies would be cool enough to taste when four o’clock rolled around. I got a late…