This is my first mobile blog, not something I was planning on, but it’s 7.30 am and I have been queueing for about 40 minutes to get our Thanksgiving pie.
Not sure how but I have WiFi and while I know I am definitely going to get one of the first come first served pies they do not open the doors for another 30 minutes.
I ve read the depression inducing news of the first day of the Ashes, soaked up the euphoria of Spurs qualifying for the knock out phase of the Champions League so now to blog.
You may have read about the Four and Twenty Blackbirds pie shop in an earlier blog. If not these two sisters are nuts about pies, making everything from scratch to their grandmothers recipies. In their wisdom they decided not to take orders but sell on a first come first served basis, hence the line.
I got here about 6.45 am and am 12th in line. They helpfully posted on their website that they had sold out in 2 hours the previous day with the line starting at 7am so I judged correct.
As soon as I get home I will post picture of said pie.
Oh the smugness as every person who arrives, surveys the line and contemplates Thanksgiving with no pie!