You've inspired me. I'll just have to miss the Olde Phartes' Saturday Morning Gruppetto and do a late afternoon/evening ride alone............and eat the whole damned pie myself for dinner when I get back. I'll take a picture of myself with messy face.
** Commuting to the teacher training through 20 miles of nasty traffic and back again is no way to celebrate The Pie Rite. Rolling hills in the evenng breeze seems more worthy.