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Heh. Very cool. Bookmarked for future use. Maybe when I'm settled in my new place, and it's cool enough to run the oven, I'll test it out! I love blueberry pie. :-)


It is a good recipe, and you should definitely try some version of it if you find yourself with a cool kitchen, fresh fruit, and a craving that won't quit, but still, isn't this hilarious? I mean, good gad, I'm ranked above Food Network, Dr. Weil, and Southern Food. And how much of that post is all about how I don't even make my own crust, or how my pie doesn't even hold together when you slice it?


My true love is proud because not just my verbosity but his cogent analysis of the difference between the filling in this pie and other blueberry pies has made it all the way to a post ranked second (for today) in a major (seasonal) Google search. In fact, I created this post marking the occasion just for him, just so he could have proof that it happened. :)

Fame. Whee.

I do hope it doesn't go to our heads.

Jen of a2eatwrite

Congratulations! And a great blueberry pie is a great accomplishment, too.


hahaha -- Thanks, Jen! If only it were my accomplishment. My mom's basic recipe and store-bought crust -- but bottom line, I swear, it really is all about the blueberries (which I didn't grow, either, just bought and washed).


Damn. All I have is Spunky Labia. I think every would rather eat blueberry pie...


Ha ha ha -- and because of this comment, now I have them, too! Thanks! ;)

I will come to your blog and make a comment about blueberry pie, just to help out. Google rankings are, of course, the number-one reason why I blog, but I'm not selfish. ;)

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