I know that today is only July 12 and we are four months away from Thanksgiving dinner. I know that it's hot and you might not want to heat your oven for an hour to bake a pie. Nevertheless, today, July 12, is National Pecan Pie Day.
A moment of silence in honor of this sweet pie, please.
I'm not sure how July 12 became National Pecan Pie Day. I doubt there was any presidential decree or congressional vote.
For all I know, it could have gotten its start from a bunch of people with a bunch of pecan trees on their property.
Whatever the reason, it's time to celebrate National Pecan Pie Day.
Seems the history of pecan pie is a bit flaky, too. Some say pecan pie was "invented" by the French after they settled New Orleans. Seems the French were lovers of chess pie, which is made from a butter-sugar-egg custard. Once in New Orleans, they might have added pecans from those prolific pecan trees.
Or it could be, as the Karo Corn Syrup people claim, that some wife of some executive "discovered" what would happen when she stirred up a concoction of Karo, eggs, vanilla and pecans and baked it up.
I should not neglect to share a few interesting "nuts" of discovery: The pecan tree is the state tree of Texas, pecan trees thrive in the grounds south of the Mason-Dixon line, one acre of pecan trees can produce up to 1,000 pounds of pecans, and the word pecan is derived from an Algonquin Indian word that roughly translates to "a tough nut to crack."
Mostly, what we can all agree on is that a pecan pie is the sweetest of sweet pies.
Speaking of sweet things, Psalm 119:103 says, "How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth."