It’s on the counter, right next to the electric tea kettle. Even as I reach for my favorite coffee cup, I cannot look away… There are two more hefty slices of the decadent chocolate caramel pecan pie that my daughter’s husband made. This pie is supremely rich. I pat myself on the back….my serving slices have been more conservative than usual. HA! Who am I kidding?! There are also a couple of pieces of apple-pear pie left. This pie, also prepared by my daughter’s husband, sits on the other side of the counter. Her gooey sweetness is calling my name as I reach for my espresso pot on this frigid winter morning; “I’d be perfect with your morning espresso,” she says with a sweet…