I wander home this evening to find
samvara with sheets of pastry spread out on the bench, and apple simmering on the stove. We figure out it's pi day somewhen at some point, and get baking. We have produced magnificent concoctions of short pastry, apple, raspberry and white chocolate, along with much discussion on what to do next time, because there shall totally be a next time.

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