Combined, they can be deadly
Known among pie historians as “Assassination Pie,” as it—or a close relative thereof—was the last dessert eaten by Pompey, Abraham Lincoln, Emiliano Zapata, Leon Trotsky, and Robert Kennedy. In fairness, Pompey’s last dessert had currants and hemlock in it instead of strawberries, Lincoln’s was a turnover, and Trotsky’s was a tart, but still.
During his first term as president, Thomas Jefferson advocated most stridently to have strawberry-rhubarb pie designated The National Dessert, but the notoriously contrarian (especially where desserts were concerned) Aaron Burr talked him out of it.
An old Welsh wives tale says that putting a lock of hair from the person you wish to wed into a strawberry rhubarb pie and then baking it ensures that even if they should wed another, they will be miserable, even if they’re never able to articulate why, particularly.
I give you a panda, you give me a pie. What a screw-job.
The Emperor of China, upon tasting strawberry-rhubarb pie for the first time, compliments of Marco Polo, declared it an exciter of those aspects of the self associated with lasciviousness, and subsequently banned its preparation or consumption. This is fairly common knowledge. What’s less well known is that the next strawberry-rhubarb pie to be publicly consumed in China was brought there by a culturally unaware Richard Nixon as a goodwill offering. Photos from the meeting show Mao Zedong attempting to swallow without chewing, with little success.
Uttering the phrase your mom makes great strawberry-rhubarb pie, pretty much anywhere in the English speaking world, is a one-way ticket to ass-whip city.
Just try it.
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Pompeii’s last meal was volcanic ash, perhaps you meant to refer to Emperor Pompey?
Thanks, Stan, for the catch. This is what we get for cutting and pasting from Wikipedia.