The Slice: Talk about some first-class pie

Sometimes, when pie is involved, word gets around.

“My 4-year-old granddaughter (in Seattle) called,” wrote Judy McKeehan, of Cheney. “She found out I was planning to make a lemon meringue pie.”

And the kid had an idea.

“She wanted me to mail one to her,” said McKeehan.

Can you imagine a more daunting packing challenge?

“We compromised and will make one next time we’re together.”

Sounds good. But it cracks me up to think of that little girl imagining that her grandmother could mail a lemon meringue pie all the way to Seattle with any expectation it would arrive reasonably intact.

Though, just as a purely hypothetical speculation, I would be willing to bet that you could safely mail a pie from, say, Cheney to downtown Spokane.

Inland Northwest quote of the day: “What happens in SpoVegas stays in SpoVegas.” — Carol Carty, Sandpoint

Slice answers: Most suggestions for those with a lot of love to give focused on social-service volunteering and pets.

In the matter of discontinued products that readers miss, I discovered that a significant number of the things mentioned are actually findable online. Not all are in the exact, original form and packaging but … well, let’s just say it gets complicated.

The question about the number of people who tell you what to do in the course of a day elicited several robust answers adhering to a theme of “I’m glad I got rid of my ex.”

The quintessential Northwest minor injury? “Bump on the head when gun rack comes loose from rear pickup window,” wrote Gary Polser.

“Tripping in/on a marmot hole,” wrote Milt Nelson.

Warm-up question: Do you suspect your true friends have heard unflattering things said about you (by people for whom you have some regard) and kept it to themselves because they assumed sharing these quotes would just hurt your feelings?

Today’s Slice question: What percentage of the time do you believe yourself to be the smartest person in the room?