Have you ever said something and immediately realized "ooops, I'm going to get caught in that little white lie!".
My husband seems to think I make the best apple pie and with the season of crisp fresh apples here, apple pie is in order. Trust me...I didn't always make a decent apple pie but I'm not about to fess up to him that I never could.
Way back when (yes, I'm old) I was totally enamored with this boy from Queens, NY. Coming from ND, the future DH thought that anyone from this area must be a good cook. I wasn't going to let him know that I couldn't find my way around a kitchen much less make anything to sneeze at. He said his favorite thing in the whole world was apple pie. Of course, wanting to impress, I piped up that I made the absolute best apple pie! The DH eyes lit up.
"Hey, I've got a great idea! Next weekend, let's rent a little log cabin out on Montauk Point, walk the the beach and come back to a blazing fire. You make an apple pie! Sounds great to me!"
Oooopps...caught! Let me tell you, for that week, I was scrambling trying to figure out how to make an apple pie..all pre-internet days where you couldn't look up recipes of the best Chefs from the Food Channel. I had to rely on Betty Crocker along with a wing and a prayer. There was no way that I could fool him with a store bought number.
I'm here to tell you, after a long walk on the beach...freezing cold, we stoked the fire and sat down to eat my apple pie. I was looking on with trepidation at the first bite waiting for a reaction. He closed his eyes relishing the taste. The he looked over to me and said, "you DO make the best apple pie and here I thought you were telling a white lie all the time!"
So I do make the "Can Do apple pie" as we call it today but really, I know it was just setting of the cabin, wood fire along with it being freezing outside! I'll never fess up that it was my first ever!