Sydney just put a pumpkin lasagna in the oven (wow, I can’t believe that’s lunch around here!), but he apparently thought that wasn’t enough food, so he dug out the pumpkin pies he made yesterday to start us off. I don’t actually care much for pumpkin pie, but even I acknowledge that his is very, very good.
I think I’ve had a few too many rich dinners in the last few days to make my stomach entirely happy, however, so I was trying to beg off the second piece that Sydney had set out for me. He, in response, said something to the effect of “People always eat a quarter of a pie at a time. That’s how you eat pie. When I was a kid I would always try to get away with eating half a pie.” That right there told me we were working with two very different conceptions of portion size.
Erin
Alan Schmierer