This morning (afternoon...morning if you wake up at noon) my roommates and I couldn't stop talking about pie. Who doesn't love pie? Pie is delicious. Plus it's filled with anything you like. It's versatile. We started going on about Thanksgiving pies -- you know, homemade apple, pumpkin, etc. -- and just getting generally dreamy about pie.
A bit later, my roommate and I decided to walk to Trader Joe's (on 72nd St...from 143rd St). On the way, there was a little street festival outside Columbia. My roommate HAD to get a street corndog (which emphasizes her place on the "awesome people" list), I HAD to get a smoothie, and then...we saw it. The wonder. The miracle of miracles. Yes, that's right -- there was a pie stand. A stand, just filled entirely with pies of different sizes and varieties. It was incredible.
That's to say nothing (does this phrase make sense?) about the pie man himself. He was really incredibly damn attractive. Plus, he sold pie. And, he was that perfect, sexy kind of disinterested in us and everything we had to say. We were all like, "Holy shit, we were just talking about how awesome pie is!" and he was like, "Um, yea. Duh. It's pie. What can I get you?"
I am seriously regretting not asking him out.
A bit later, my roommate and I decided to walk to Trader Joe's (on 72nd St...from 143rd St). On the way, there was a little street festival outside Columbia. My roommate HAD to get a street corndog (which emphasizes her place on the "awesome people" list), I HAD to get a smoothie, and then...we saw it. The wonder. The miracle of miracles. Yes, that's right -- there was a pie stand. A stand, just filled entirely with pies of different sizes and varieties. It was incredible.
That's to say nothing (does this phrase make sense?) about the pie man himself. He was really incredibly damn attractive. Plus, he sold pie. And, he was that perfect, sexy kind of disinterested in us and everything we had to say. We were all like, "Holy shit, we were just talking about how awesome pie is!" and he was like, "Um, yea. Duh. It's pie. What can I get you?"
I am seriously regretting not asking him out.
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