Pleasure of the peach

My husband was watching tv last night when our beloved Ringo appeared on the screen.  While I typically get annoyed by Japanese television (they like to have panels of people watch other people eat things - a lot!), I was excited to see Ringo on the screen.  

We haven't been in months, so we all drooled and pined for their delicious apple custard pies.  But they weren't featuring the shop for their apple hand-pies.  They were on tv for another reason.  Well, another flavor, actually.

Ringo is currently selling peach custard pies!!!  My head wanted to explode from excitement.  Oh, how heavenly that sounded!

We didn't have any plans, so it didn't take much consideration.  After a morning spent cleaning the house, we hopped on our bikes and headed to Ikebukuro.  

Luckily, Ringo no longer has a limit of 4 hand-pies, so we were able to buy some for our neighbors as a special treat.

It was afternoon by the time we got home, but we decided we needed to wait until after dinner for the peach delicacies.  The wait was torturous!

As soon as dinner was wrapped up, we unwrapped our peach custard pies and dug right in.  And it was totally worth the 18 km (12 mile) bike ride, enduring the heat (32°C/89°F), and mustering the required patience.  The pies had robust peach flavor from both the fruit and the custard.  

Sometimes life requires a bit of a treat, even if you have to work for it.