Made a couple of pies yesterday – one plum, one pear. Used a store-bought crust, but intend to learn to make my own. We had a huge plum crop this year. This is the second pie. I didn’t even know you could make pies with them. All those wasted years. Turns out they’re delicious. And making the pie’s simplicity itself. Now we’ll see about the next menu item – I’ve got a recipe for mashed beans and rice in pita bread. I don’t do a lot of veg dinners. When I do I tend to feature beans. Love ’em. I could live a long time on Boston Baked Beans and Cuban Black Bean Soup. How come it’s the ordinary stuff that keeps calling us back to the table?