I could go on about why - how it's the perfect marriage of crispy crust and sweet insides, about how it reminds me of my gramma's house, about how I once won a pie baking contest - but I'll spare you. I'll just leave it that I. LOVE. PIE!
Welcome to the first installment of the new mini-blog, "Little Tip Big Money." (Please disregard the alternative meaning of the last two letters of my acronym - not intentional!)
A friend and I developed this recipe a few years before Kim and Pete Suter opened Common Grounds.
It was too expensive to drive to Findlay every time we wanted a coffee drink, so we started looking through the kitchen cupboards and experimenting.
The ratios changed from time to time, but this was the mixture that worked the best.
Her stomach growled loudly. She pressed her arms closer to try and hide the sounds. Since her father had given up his steady job and paycheck to start a new church that had no members and no money, the family had cut back drastically. Her new winter coat had come from the Dollar General store.
She sat on the school bus with her feet pushed violently under the seat in front of her. Maybe if she couldn't see the ugly tennis shoes that the popular kids had worn three years ago, no one else could either.
By Joanne Niswander
Most of us, by now, have made plans for where we will be on Thanksgiving Day and with whom we will celebrate. Many families will be getting together, and some of those without families nearby will plan to enjoy the day with friends. It's a day to renew relationships, share good food and watch football games. But it's also a day to celebrate our blessings. Here are a few different ones to think about:
