Yes, thank you, Alexandra.
Yes, thank you, Alexandra.
Food 52’s blog is the gift that keeps giving, man.
How about 14 pies for Pi Day (whatever the hell that is).
Back to basics. Alexandra makes an apple pie.
How much is too much to spend on a pie? Is $35 bucks too much?
Yes, schmuck, it is. At least, the wife sure thinks so and she ragged on me all weekend for forking over that much for a salted caramel apple pie at Four and Twenty Blackbirds. We were out in Brooklyn on Saturday visiting cousins and I’ve always wanted to try this place so on our way back home I bought a whole pie.
Was it worth it? As a treat, yes. The pie is damn good. Dumb expensive but good. Not the best pie I’ve ever had but I’d rate it 8 out of 10 for sure. I got a slice of chocolate pecan pie for the wife who stopped busting my chops momentarily as she ate.
During the storm The Wife and I tried to make an apple pie. Well, we made one, all right, but our dumb asses–and I’m not assigning blame, here–forgot one whole cup of flower and the result was apple gloop. Over the weekend I tried again and yup, this time it worked, even though I undercooked it slightly so that the granny smith apples were still al dente.
Now, the only trouble with making a pie for two is that, well, you’ve got a ton of pie leftover. We were both too lazy to bring it to work so I packed some of it in a plastic container and have been nibbling away ever since, diet be damned.
We didn’t get much sleep last night but we were happy this morning. And you know what I had for breakfast as I watched the election results?
Yo got that right: All-American Apple Pie.