Last night Dad got in the kitchen and wanted to make some small rhubarb pies.
So he conned me into making the pastry and we made these cute little pies.
Boy, did the house smell good. So, I have this handy little cutter that
cuts and seals the pastry and does a marvelous job. Some of the pies he
sprinkled brown sugar on top and others just white sugar. Dad took a container
of pies to work this morning so I only have a few left - - just for me~
It was a fun, late-night activity and they were yummy. The cooked rhubarb that was left we put into a pie pan and froze for a pie later on.























