On the subject of pie. Thanksgiving pie may be on your mind, fresh from your oven or your local bakery. But pie for breakfast? Many of you Yankee innkeepers, transplanted or native, may have heard this dity.

To foreigners, a Yankee is an American.

To Americans, a Yankee is a Northerner.

To northerners, a Yankee is an Easterner.

To easterners, a Yankee is an New Englander.

To New Englanders, a Yankee is a Vermonter.

And in Vermont, a Yankee is somebody who eats pie for breakfast.

The author, E.B White, but the punch line has been attributed to Robert Frost. Picture the Yankee farmers of yesteryear who had been working since 4 AM, they trek back to the the warmth of the farm house kitchen at around 8 and as a starter are welcomed with a warm piece of apple pie. A tradition that may well be alive today.

I know at our house pumpkin pie is eaten for breakfast on mornings following Thanksgiving Day. I never offered this choice as an innkeeper. But here is an idea. I could see offering mini thanksgiving pies (along with a note of the history of pie for breakfast) to guests who stay with you over Thanksgiving as a parting gift. You don’t have to be a Yankee either. I am sure this tradition spilled over into places like Pennsylvania, Virginia and worked their way to the west coast.

Whether it be Blueberry Pie for breakfast in Maine or Huckleberry Pie in the Northwest. Or…Apple Pie with a slab of cheddar cheese on top in New England. It is all good.

What is your favorite Thanksgiving pie? Whatever it is, save some for breakfast.

Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving!

Thanks for Listening,

Janet Wolf