Out of the mouths of babes

I received this message today from my younger sister, expressing a truth which is, I believe, universal:

Tonight I broke out the last of our frozen cherries because I wanted some pork tenderloin with cherry sauce. Mmmmm. It war good. I used the other portion of the tub to make a cherry tart using a previously frozen pie crust. It wasn't pretty but it was good.

As [my nephew] was on the verge of licking the plate - and I know you can picture that without difficulty - [his father] suggested the boy try to show some dignity. His response: "with pie there is no dignity."

I found that to be true later in the kitchen when I used a spoon to scrape after some of the drippings from the catch pan. It was good.

With pie there is no dignity is now our family motto.