It begins innocently enough. Perhaps the idea of a pie shell for apple crisp seems odd, but you forge along… until you’re wondering where the rhubarb came in, and just what exactly are you making? End by buttering the pan. Eat whatever seems best.
Thanks to Scott, who hopefully didn’t waste a bunch of apples. And another thing:
I took this photo months ago, in Cambridge, near the campus of Harvard, where there is no excuse for bad spelling.