Growing up, I always looked forward to Thanksgiving for one main reason, eating my Grandma Scott’s pecan pie! We only had the pie once a year back then, at Christmas time. I remember joking with my parents as we “fought” over the last piece of pie. Dad would then say, “You know, I made a big mistake. I convinced you to try the pie in the first place.” I guess you can say it was love at first bite. To this day, I still love the pie, but I bake it instead of my grandma who passed away in 2001.