Last Thursday we celebrated the fearless, ever-fashionable Nancie S. Martin’s birthday here at Shore Fire with Crack Pie from the venerable Momokufu (please, no jokes, please).
It does not look menacing, but the Crack Pie is nothing to be scoffed at; it is SO good that the tiniest slice tastes like a week long vacation in heaven, all expenses paid. (Our Brendan Gilmartin, right, looks on skeptically while Nancie, the only person who had had the pie before, looks perfectly serene.)
Here’s Nancie, making the wish.
And here’s the gang after the hit. You’ll notice several of us already showing symptoms of withdraw!
Happy Birthday, Nancie! See you in rehab!
