CHERRY PIE FOR THE 4TH OF JULY

I'd like to say our holiday was a quiet one, but since the local mega-show was cancelled this year, the whole community spent the evening in the streets blasting away an untold sum on DIY fireworks. We did stay home, however. I had spent the morning picking the Montmorency cherries and listening to American Bluegrass. Early in the afternoon, we cleaned and pitted the harvest, and later Betty prepared the gorgeous confection pictured. So while the neighborhood burned its money in patriotic smoke, sparklers, aerial bursts, and cherry bombs, we enjoyed a perfect Cherry Pie and counted our many blessings. Yum-yum.