I wasn’t really planning a post for today, but my heart and head have silently been with Jennie all week. When I heard the news of her husband’s unexpected death, I went numb. My heart, like hers, broke into a million pieces, because the super-glue had not yet dried from losing my mom, and then more recently, our dear Leo. I’ve watched the outpouring of love and support, and felt pride in this family connected by food. But, really, I’m still in a fog, much like Seattle has been all morning. I know that the marine layer will burn off eventually. I know the skies will brighten, but for now, it’s just grey and quiet.
So for Mikey and Jennie, here is my pie. I hope it brings some comfort.