When I was home for Thanksgiving I noticed one day that my mom was making turkey pot pies with some of the leftover turkey from Thanksgiving. So I mosied on over and starting helping roll the dough out to get it ready for the crust. But when it came time to pinch the crust and seal it on top, I told her that I didn't want to do it because I'd mess it up. She insisted, so I went ahead.
My mom's.
Yours truly's.
Part of my mom's crust fell off the side of the pie in the oven, so she had to take it out real quick and smush it back onto the top so it wouldn't burn and look even worse. I laughed. The resulting pies speak for themselves.
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