So it’s not Thanksgiving without a variety of pies: pumpkin, apple, pecan, etc. The holiday made me think of one of my favorite pies: key lime.
My family moved to Florida in about 1974. Our first house had a key lime tree, and my Mom made the best key lime pie in the world. The secret was, of course, fresh key limes from our tree. Mom would send us kids out to pick the ripe limes as she got started on this amazing dessert.
The aroma of the baking pie filled the house, and it was a happy moment when we got to finally bite into the sweet delicacy. With our big family, we were lucky that Mom made more than one, so there was plenty to go around.
When I think of my Mom’s key lime pie, I am reminded of our early days in Florida. And I appreciate her effort to give us such a memorable treat that no bakery can match.
(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)