Paper sack apple pie

Wednesday, after dark, in the crush of grocery shopping before Thanksgiving.  In the check-out line at Schnucks in Webster Groves.  The kid who is bagging my groceries notices the four pounds of apples.

“Are you making apple pie?”

Then the cashier: “I have no idea how to make one.”

I start spouting off the recipe as taught by Mom and G-ma and Aunt Esther, and as still practiced by my sister Karen.

The cashier: “You have that written down somewhere?”

Yes, I do.

And here it is, both as printable PDF and as a pic:

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