An Old Bicycle, Vinyl Seats and Good Pie

I photographed this old bicycle outside a pie shop in Fredericksburg, Texas. I love everything about it: the crooked basket wired on the back, the busted lights, the old metal parts...


...and the cracked, torn vinyl seat. It reminds me of the seats in my first car--my grandmother's 1976 bright blue Monte Carlo with white vinyl seats. By the time I was given the car to drive, those seats were cracked pretty good. When I looked at this bicycle seat, I could still feel the pinch those white vinyl seats would give my legs in the summertime.

I know you are wondering if I took a picture of the pie.

How could I not take a picture of the best-tasting pie I've ever, EVER had? The crust was as close to my grandmother's as I've found. (Same grandmother that passed down the Monte Carlo, by the way.) This chocolate cream pie made me moan with every bite. So much so, that I'm pretty sure I made my fellow travelers a teeny bit uncomfortable. I didn't even care. That pie was amazing.

Here are a few of my favorite shots from the weekend:

And, if I ever open any kind of shoppe, I want this sign hanging in it:

So, take a road trip to Fredericksburg and have some pie. You'll be glad you did.