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I'm going to tell you my favorite clean joke. It goes like this:

In the rest of the world, when they say Yankee, they mean somebody from North America. In North America, when they say Yankee, they mean somebody from the USA. In the USA, when they say Yankee, they mean somebody from above the Mason-Dixon line. Above the Mason-Dixon line, when they say Yankee, they mean somebody who lives in the Northeast. In the Northeast, when they say Yankee (if they're not talking about the sportsball team) they mean somebody from New England.

And in New England, when they say Yankee, they mean somebody who eats pie for breakfast.

I eat pie for breakfast.

When I celebrated my first Thanksgiving in Las Vegas in 1999, the single thing that made me most homesick for New England was the pie. You see, here in the Northeast, pie is made of fruit or vegetables or both (strawberry rhubarb, mmm) or sometimes meat and vegetables and gravy (chicken pot pie, mm...) and it's baked in a pastry crust. Confronted with a chocolate cream pie made with instant pudding and a crust of crushed up Oreos...

I'm sure it's very nice.

But it's not pi.

We're having pumpkin and bumbleberry pi tonight. What are you having?

In any case, the Boskone Blog is celebrating Pi Day with recipes and anecdotes, including one from me. Why not head over there and check it out?

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mmm. Cheddar.