Hey Now   His Hankness

Over the weekend, drove to Pietown for the annual Pietown Pie Festival.  I don’t know if it’s the altitude (Pietown is right on the contiental divide), the desert air, or the buckets of lard, or maybe all three, but the citizens of this desolate rural patch of high desert produce some of the best pies known to man. At least outside of New Mexico. We always talk to people here who have never heard of Pietown or it’s primal importance in pie making, eating, judging and eating. But someone gets it, judging from all the different license plates on cars parked on the side of the highway. This year we had some great blueberry and pinon nut slices and took home a mayberry pie, which H is still enjoying.  Also had some amazing bbq and the horned toad race went down to the wire. A few pics are in the Fall Gallery. Sorry i didn’t take more, we were busy eating pie.