This weekend, we headed down to MA for Piemas, the festival of all things pie. (Well, it was Piemas observed, since Friday was the actual day.)
And there was much pie, all along the spectrum from savory to sweet, and in pretty much every color of the rainbow. And it was good. I didn’t eat anything of substance again until dinner on Sunday.
So, as a consequence of the pie-fest, not much else was done all weekend. But hey, it’s all worth it for the pie 🙂