We took it for granted while scheming that we would be able to find a local wheat source. The places we had in mind turned out only to be mills who did not grind their own grains. The prospects of an ALL local pie were beginning to look bleak just about the time an internet search led us to Saint Vincent Gristmill. What a relief and what a lovely hiatus from the city to the wintry fields. Quelcy and her gentlemen friend made the journey on March 6…so close to Pi(e) Day! Part of the excitement of sourcing local foods is the adventure in finding them. The trip to Saint Vincent was not only beautifully scenic, but it led to some great antiquing opportunities as well!