This is not your Grandma’s apple pie. Or maybe it is your Grandma’s apple pie, but it’s the one she hid in the kitchen and likely the reason she had to go back just once more to bring out the extra cups or napkins or a smidge more whipped cream, every time she hosted family dinners. Think about it! Grandma was gone a lot and didn’t she lose some of her social filters as the evening wore on? Who can blame her? Hosting family dinners for so many consecutive years calls for a bit of …
