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The wonderful story of apple pie.

Friday, July 20, 2007 at 21:26

Oh yes.
You knew it was coming. >D

How Ryn's love for apple pie blossom.
It all began one Father's Day.
Ryn and her brother went to church* to make gifts.
But I forgot what I made.... but that's not the point.
So after that, we went home and gave our dad the presents.
And guess what my brother made.

An apple pie. :)
It was the first and the best apple pie I've tasted, actually.

Then it hit me.
Like me drinking the salty ocean water.
Like me tripping on my own foot.
Yeah. You get the picture.
It was the best dessert I've ever tasted in my life. :D
*Yes people, I've gone to church since I was 7. Believe it. >D

How Ryn's love for apple pie... burnt her lip.
Ever since that day, I've tried many apple pies.
But all of them didn't taste that great.
Or some bakery didn't sell apple pies.

So one day... Ryn decided to try the apple pie in Mc Donald's.
So I bought one and took a bite.

...

That apple sauce was extremely hot.
The apple pie slipped from my hands.
And THEN. The sauce spilled on my lower lip.
Till my chin.

Ouch. D:

And then I saw the paper cover.
It said in the smallest fine print ever:
CAUTION: Hot sauce blablabla....

You wouldn't want to know how angry I was that day.

How Ryn's love for apple pie made her queen.
Even though the apple pie betrayed my lower lip/chin/me, apple pie still hails as my #1 dessert. :D
And I'm still looking for the most delicious apple pie ever.
Maybe one day, I will bake one myself.
And I will bake one apple pie tastier (and also bigger) than my brother's apple pie. >D

Thus, I will always reign as the Queen of Apple Pie.
Because I can.