My home test kitchen produces a lot of culinary experiments,
recently a couple of small gluten-and-sugar-free pies. They were reasonably tasty, although I
thought the rhubarb creation needed more custardy filling, and the strawberry
pie’s goo could have been less rubbery.
Live and learn, next time I’ll make adjustments.
In response to dutifully tasting samples, my guinea pig
husband (also cheerleader) coined a little ditty of a song with a jungly tune
in honor of the strawberry pie.
“Ohhhhhh….I’m eatin’ strawberry rubber, yes I am, yes I am,”
he sang at the top of his lungs.
“It’s strawberry rubber, feedin’ all my blubber, oh….I’m
eatin’ strawberry rubber, yes I am!”
That man. He really is 66 going on 16.
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