I only have six boards left. I scrape the floor for about an hour and then I have to take a break. I can’t pause too long, because CZ Becker is coming to refinish the floor at the end of the week. Yikes! We’ll be locked out of the kitchen for four days. I could, and probably should, wait till I’m gone but I really want the gratification of seeing this floor as soon as possible.

Those were apparently my beloved husband’s first words. No clich&#233d “Mamma” or “Dada” for him. He went straight for the pie. Not just any pie, either, but a My-T-Fine Lemon Merangue pie. We received several packages of the neccesary filling from his mother for Christmas. I made one this weekend. I am happy to report that Rob’s initial food review holds up. Mmm, pie!