Apple Pie

If you drive the back roads of northern Wisconsin, every once in a while you will come to a place where the “No Trespassing” signs are so closely spaced that you assume the landowner got a discount on them. On a hot sunny day in August of 1964, three fellow students and I from the…
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Custard Pie

Our chicken coop was home to at least a couple dozen hens and a rooster year round. Hens need plenty of daylight to lay reliably, so egg producers today have bright artificial lighting that makes the hens think it is midsummer on the winter solstice. We didn’t even have a back porch light or a…
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Jerri’s Rhubarb Custard Pie

Once there was a restaurant in New Richmond that regulars called “the Polish palace” next to the Gem Theatre on Knowles Avenue. It opened about four in the morning when the owner walked in and left the door unlocked. In a few minutes you could buy a cup of fresh hot coffee and, when the…
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