Apple pie for the sick and wounded

Ming and I are part of a CSA Program (Community Supported Agriculture), and we get a box of groceries delivered to our door every Monday. The great part of this farm is that they also let us exclude certain vegetables if we wish to, for example, we excluded butternut squash after eating it every week all winter. There is another item I also want to omit from the list. Apples, we have been eating apples since we joined the program.

But Ming insisted we should keep apples on our list, and promised me he would eat them. He missed the part that he will eat them only in the form of apple pies. Well, who's going to make them? Ming said he would, but he did mention once he sees how much butter is in that pie, he might never eat apple pie again. I think that's too big of a risk to take, so I rolled up my sleeves...

Never made pie growing up, but I have a great friend who taught me how to make strawberry rhubarb pie when I came to the US. So apple pie's not that hard.

Unfortunately, once the pie was made, Ming got taken away by this flu that was spreading around his office. And pie-eating was out of the question for him. Luckily I needed that pie... last week was accident galore for me. I scratched my cornea, stubbed my toe, my lips are cracked and in pain... pie sounds really good right now.