I was working on the dinner dishes last night and the hubs started peeling and slicing up apples. He's not much of a cook or baker, (but he's recently learning and getting more interested in kitchen stuff) so I'm like, "what are you doing?" "I want an apple pie and I don't want you to have to do all the work. Do you mind that I'm dirtying more dishes?" Of course not, silly hubs, you can dirty dishes to your heart's content if pie is the result. =] I made the crust and he made the filling, we paused to put the Z to bed, and put it together and baked it afterward. Mmm warm apple pie on the couch with my hubs is the best. It was delicious.
I think it tastes better when you make it with someone you love. =]
