PIE FOR THE WIN

I have discovered something new. It is a pie made from young coconuts, without cream. People in the Philippines eat it. I am not in the Philippines, but I am going to try to eat it. Without going to the Philippines. Wish me luck.

But it is all awesome.

Pizza al salsaccia, from Delfina Pizzeria.
I tried to take a photo of the whole pie, but was overcome by pie lust and had to eat a slice before I could continue.  This is what pie does to you. Assuming you are not lame.

…I could really use one of those pie server spatula-thingies.  Believe it or not, I don’t have one.
I would also like a pony.  Hugo’s getting on in years, and at some point I’ll probably need to have him put down.

Pie is also the question.  To which the answer is, of course, more pie.
Here’s the pie I had tonight:

It’s a strawberry-rhubarb pie from Mission Pie.  I served it with some Ciao Bella vanilla gelato and a dusting of ground nutmeg.
Oh yeah, and I cooked a little too:

This was basically the same menu as the other [...]

This pie does not flip out and kill people, but it is pretty much as awesome as a ninja but without a sword or two.
My grandmother’s recipe for pumpkin pie is full of win, to be sure. I make it a little differently, with a bit more nutmeg, and I tend to be more [...]

Some people ask me why I always talk about pie.
What I tell them is, “I’m sorry your parents didn’t hold you.”

Often, when I don’t have any pie, it makes me sad.
This is one of those times.

I made this new blog. It’s going to be all about pie, which is the greatest thing ever.
If you like pie, you will like this blog.