What a delightful mystery. A paper bag from Whole Foods was sitting on the front porch, with this apple pie inside. No note. Didn’t even have my name on it. My first thought was that I’d had a Facebook conversation with Kris and somebody (?) about pie, but Kris wouldn’t send a pie, and the conversation was a couple weeks (?) ago, so that seems unlikely. Then I thought, maybe my coworkers sent it; it IS Pi Day, after all. Or maybe my friend Ellen. But again, no note. Whoever you are, thank you!