In moments of unrepentant holiday gluttony, science and data can be helpful in justifying and explaining the carnage and destruction of any given food spread. I don’t have to feel bad about having four slices of pumpkin pie if a venn diagram comparing it to Pi cites it as being “real, irrational, transcendental” just like its mathematical cousin.
I’ve never had mincemeat pie, so I can personally vouch for the validity of its zero probability of being eaten. Of course, I’ve also never had the opportunity to eat mincemeat pie, but I don’t think seeing it in the flesh would enhance its appeal. I’m all for sweet and savory but the Brits can keep this one. The cartoon turkey pot pie was whetting my appetite, until the turkey fowled it up with its dirty feet. I’m willing to compromise; now that my Thanksgiving 2012 of back-to-back turkey dinners is past, pepperoni pizza sounds like a nice change. I’m willing to call a turkey truce and honor the only principle that matters:
PIE = DELICIOUS
via Laughing Squid