Stop 2: St. Mary
There is no summer vacation without pie. In Montana, in summer, the pie of choice is huckleberry, because huckleberries cover
the state and in fact are exactly like Montana, being sweetly, extravagantly wild.
With the pie comes local color: three residents one booth over commenting on the weekly paper’s account of a local man trampled by his pet moose.
“Did you hear about the moose?”
“People shouldn’t raise moose.”
“Moose need space.”
And people need pie. Life needs pie. Pie is life, in pie form.