piecrust

Cord set his brandy glass down on a piecrust table.

Spread the nuts evenly over the bottom of the piecrust.

That seemed to content the boy and he turned his attention to the plate of fruit pie minus piecrust which had been placed before him.

His stomach spilled over his belt like a piecrust.

Milo sat there, probing the rim of his piecrust with his fork.

On the far side, turf reached out to an abrupt wall of unforgiving rock where the ground had fallen away like a broken piecrust.

She was midway through the piecrust assembly when Cheney scrambled to his feet and stood facing the iron-plated door once again.

It was like cutting into a piecrust to discover that underneath was rotten meat.

Fijero + Fae he wrote, in the flour that spilled when she rolled out a piecrust.

She laughed, dumping fruit into the piecrust.

He was holding the precious Book of the Hours in his hand, its cover as fragile as piecrust.

He looked sad when he said it, and picked up a crumb of piecrust that had dropped upon his clothes.

On the ground floor is a small but magnificent Chippendale-period mahogany tripod tea table with a piecrust border.

She knew how to handle a piecrust, how to spin on the wheel, and how to make soap.

It took a moment, but he finally spotted Austin on a piecrust table beside a purple china basket of yellow china roses.

I'm not too bad at cakes, but I've still not learned to make a decent piecrust, and my pot roast always turns out bone-dry.

As Serena moved to obey, Anna set her needlework on the piecrust table beside her.

This is piecrust diplomacy.

Spread caramelized nuts on piecrust.

After a painful silence, Charlie intervened and guided us to a variation of the Cinderella story in which piecrust becomes gown material.

I glanced quickly over the collection of objects on a piecrust table, looking for a suitable weapon of defense, just in case he still felt the urge.

Returning with the skinned carcasses, he found the piecrust well advanced, and Jenny with smears of flour on her dress.

You're supposed to get great things from your ancestors: perfect pitch, dimples, the ability to tell a great joke and make piecrust from scratch.

I could tell her mind remained more focused on her piecrust and her kiwis than on my litany of dead mental health professionals.

When the piecrust broke, the doves burst forth in a swirl of white feathers, scattering in every direction, flapping for the windows and the rafters.