Dad’s Lemon Chess Pie
I went back to Los Angeles for a quick visit a few weeks ago.
I spare my parents from picking me up at the airport, and I still have my house key on my ring, so I came back home to not much fanfare save for my dad in the kitchen meticulously kneading together a pie crust.
He mentioned wanting to perfect his Lemon Chess Pie which… if you were to ask me… was already pretty dang perfect.
I moseyed into the kitchen the following morning to my dad taking his parbaked crust out of the oven. Ok ok..
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