Communion Pie

Fruita is an oasis in the high dessert – the Fremont River runs through here and early settlers planted groves and groves of fruit trees. At it’s ‘hayday’ there were only 10 families here – the flash floods and violent storms make this a desperate place to ‘scratch’ out a living.

Now it’s a Federal Park but the shadow of old ‘Fruita’ lives on in a legacy of pies!  Everyday we go to the Griffin House (the last settler’s former spot) and we buy a 6” delicious pie.  We chose between cherry or cherry/rhubard or mixed berry or peach or apple.  These are the kind of pies where the crust is buttery crisp.  Where the fruit is packed in – no gummy cornstarch or gelatin fillers – just thick smooth cooked fruit juices.  I honor the history of Fruita everyday in a communion of pies.

Pies!!!!

Responsibly Recycling Pie

All American Pie!!!