Butterscotch Pie
Today was a stressful day...so I baked. Between grad school and work, I sometimes feel like I don't have anytime to rest. I'll be strong for awhile, but about every six weeks, exhaustion sets in and poor Dane has to pick me up and put me back together again. Trying to break this cycle of exhaustion I decided to bake a butterscotch pie. Growing up, I always loved it when my grandma made them. I loved the meringue on top. It was like fluffy heaven. While the stressors were still there, I at least had a good sugar rush on my side to help me through. Dane asked if I could get stressed more often.
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