My mother was an excellent pie baker. Cherry pie was my favorite. Every 4th of July my mother and dad would find an orchard and pick enough sour cherries to last us through the winter months. My father was quite the kidder and he would tell us not to eat the pie because mom put soap powder in it anticipating that he would get an extra piece. But my brother and I ate it nevertheless. I was nearly an adult when I learned that soap was not an ingredient used to make a pie.
I can't give you a pie but I can give you a cherry on top!