I live in room 914 of the Gordon Lindsay Tower. In there also lives Juddson and Zach. Being typical college guys we tend to eat a lot, so trips to the not so local Wal-Mart are often reoccurring. On our latest grocery excursion Zach and I visited the Neighborhood Wal-Mart off of 75.

Allow me for a moment to preface this blog entry with the comedic talents of Brian Regan:

“You know people refer to food differently in different parts of the country, I’ve come to find out. I grew up in, uh, Miami, Florida. Went to a small college in Ohio. My roommate, my freshman year, was from New Jersey. Our first night in the dorm, I had never met this guy, he goes, “Hey, uh, you wanna go halves on a pie?” I was like… [Looks around confused] I found out later he meant pizza. I had never heard that put like that in my whole life. I thought he wanted to get a pie. You know, I was like… [Stares] “You wanna get a PIE?” He was all excited, “Yeah, you know, I figured we’d go halves on a pie, you know? Celebrate. Split a pie.” [Squints] “Well I hadn’t really thought about that… What are you? Little Jack Horner?” This guy wanted a pie. So, I wanted to be open-minded. It’s my first day in college. I’m like, “Yeah. Okay… Let’s get a pie. You- you seem to like pies.” So we got half-pepperoni and half-pumpkin.”

With that said, our story picks up with Zach and I in our dorm room discussing something. I don’t remeber what it was we were saying but sometime during the conversation we quoted Mr. Regan saying, “You seem to like pies”. This sparked the idea of actually purchasing and enjoying a pie.

Fast forward to Walmart. Zach and I are in the bakery section looking at their selection of pies. We narrowed it down to Dutch Apple or Lattice Apple. We opted for the Dutch because of has a crumbly crust topping. Looking back we should have gotten the other pie because Dutch didn’t taste so good, and it made a huge mess.

I hope your next pie isn’t Dutch,
Andrew Nemeth