Hooray for Leftover Apple Pie!

It's official, I could never be a food photographer. In the midst of my, before mentioned, series of upcoming posts I decided that I would throw together a simple 4th of July treat for you all. Just a few pics of the festivities from the day that included a backyard low country boil, homemade ice cream, my great grandma's apple pie, a colorful flag inspired cake and some firework fun. (Yours truly, making the pie and cake, dessert of course.)

As the last of our family left the house late on Monday night I made my way to my computer and started transferring photos from my camera. The post would be up by later tonight, is what I promised. Then it happened, the food coma got the best of me, I tuckered out and hit the hay with the transfer only half way through. I got up on Tuesday morning with full intentions of getting right on that post but I walked through the kitchen and got distracted by the giant wedge of left over flag cake. Cake for breakfast isn't so bad, right? Ok, back on my mission. I finally made it to my computer and started sorting through the images. Food, food and more glorious food.

Much in the same way those commercials with images of DQ blizzards swirling across the screen have me out the door and in my car in a hot second to get me one, I found that throughout the course of the day on Tuesday I had to step away from my simple blog post mission to: 1) Raid the fridge devouring any form of a leftover 2) consider contacting all my family members to see if anyone AT ALL had left over shrimp they were willing to spare, 3) Text my aunt Cathy to see how soon we could do the whole "boil" thing again (um, today please? I need shrimp!) 4) warm up and devour a slice of left over apple pie 5) stand frozen, wide-eyed, in the kitchen, inches away from the sweets, trying to convince myself that one piece of cake and one slice of apple pie are enough desserts for one day and then 6) once again stumble to my bed in the midst of a food coma without posting a single image. Ugh.

This morning I went for a jog with a friend and was back in the house before 9:00 on a healthy kick and determined to finish this post. Still in my jogging clothes I went into the kitchen and made my way to the coffee maker which just so happens to be nestled behind the leftover apple pie. Hmmm... I haven't officially had breakfast yet, fruit is considered a viable breakfast, and apples technically are a fruit...

Happy 6th of July!