Que Peligroso: Guest Post

My daughter Amanda had as much fun writing about the pies from this food truck as she did eating the pie. Some day I will venture into the savory pies. So far, I do Chicken Pot Pie. But this pork pie looks amazing. Visit Amanda and her reflective writings about the world and life on her blog The Flip Side of My Pillow.

Dangerously Delicious Pies are dangerous for the simple memory it

leaves you with, and possibly the effect on your wallet while in close

proximity. I experienced the Pork BBQ, Strawberry Rhubarb, and

Baltimore Bomb one blesse'd Friday of one wonderfully hot and humid

summer afternoon at Farragut Square Food Truck Friday. From my memory

I can still feel the chili pepper kick, the nostalgic remembrance and

renewal of strawberry love, the perfect explosion of chocolate chunk

and "sweet vanilla chess filling."

At times when I think of my current

meager repasts I drift back to better times where food came out of

trucks and dreams were within walking distance. That flakey crust

forged a bond between myself and those fortunate enough to partake

with me; Dangerously Delicious Pies will always have a place in my

stomach. Few memories give such forceful urges to buy the next plane

ticket to D.C., get a tax to drive straight past Capital Hill to the

origin of my reminiscence, and, after eating my weight in pie,

convince the owner to open a branch wherever I happen to be living at

the time or even a cross country delivery service. I'll do it, I swear

I will.

Guest Post: Berry's Pie Pantry

Thanks to my brother Quinn for this field work. I sure wish I had been there with him!

This is in Prescott just off the main drag. It is a very unassuming little restaurant with only ten tables with three very busy servers and a LONG line of people waiting outside to get in. They have an appetizing breakfast and lunch menu, then close at 4:00. I ordered a delicious hot turkey with chilies, cheese and grilled onions with a delicious side of chicken tortilla soup. Since the name IS the Pie Pantry, I couldn't leave without pie, but I was too full, so I took a whole pie home for the whole family.

This is a chocolate meringue pie. I've never had meringue on chocolate. The chocolate was some of the best I've had...more like molded smooth pudding than fluffy dream cream. The meringue looked nice, but didn't add or detract from the quality of the pie. Next time I'm going for a slice of German Chocolate pie.

Here are some reviews:
http://www.yelp.com/biz/berrys-pie-pantry-prescott

Wedding Pies

I went to a friend's wedding in Logan, Utah. She had her reception the night before, so right after the ceremony they had a luncheon for the wedding guests. Guess what she served for dessert? Okay, so the pictures gave it away.

Yep, she served pies. All kinds. Cherry, banana cream, chocolate, apple, German chocolate, strawberry, lemon meringue -- basically there was something for everyone. And don't you love the cute little cake pie topper? Her family made it.

The only complaint I had (besides not having a little vanilla ice cream to go with the fruit pies), is that it was self serve, and when you cut the pie, because they were on stands and had no solid foundation, the knife went right through the pie tin. But hey, I'm up for trying tin cream as well.

-Elissa

Guest Post: Mom's for pie in Salina, UT

Thanks to my 2 sisters and my neice for checking out pie in the little town of Salina UT. Aren't they sweet to share the love?

Just had DELICIOUS pie at Mama's Cafe in Salina, Ut. Salina is a little off the beaten path, but Mama's is right in the middle of town! We ordered slices of German Chocolate and Blueberry Cream cheese. The menu touted "homemeade" and judging by the variation in crust thickness, they were definitely not factory produced. The pie fillings were scrumptious, but the crust was on the tough side.

Love,

Sabrina, Vanessa and Hallie

Guest Baker

Eli's 11 year old friend Cole follows Pie Parade so of course we invited him over to help make some Apple Hand Pies with apples from our trees. It was a fun adventure!

First the boys picked apples while I made the dough. Then they used the apple peeler/corer to make slices. After preparing 14 apples, they had to go back and pick 6 more. I guess some of the fruit never made it to the bowl! They mixed in some sugar, flour and cinnamon.

They placed some apple mixture on one side of the dough disc. Next they dampened half the edge with a wet finger.

They needed to seal the edges so all the yummy juices don't leak out during baking.

With 3 cups of flour worth of dough and most of 20 small apples, we yeilded about

24 pies.

Here is the proud baker with the delicious hand pies. Thanks for helping out Cole! Anytime you feel like baking a pie, you know where to come.

Guest Post: Intern Amanda

Today we feature a special guest, Intern Amanda. As her name implies, Amanda is fulfilling her dream as an intern in Washington D.C. Check out more of her musings at Mind Blowing Adventures.
 
As an American I am a fan of pie and have found Pie Parade the best way to express my deepest passions: pie and America. I wear my American Flag shorts and trek it around the city looking for some pie to put in my mouth so I can take a break from singing our national anthem.

Most recently, I found myself with 4 friends at Founding Farmers and before we could recite the first 10 presidents of the United States and all the signers of the Declaration of Independence we had devoured one delicious apple pie.

The presentation was the best part for me. I like the classic pie shape because it translates so well to graph humor but can appreciate innovation because of my deep American ideals. The crust was flakey, the filling too much on the puree side than the apple slices side and not sweet enough, but the obligatory vanilla ice cream made it all work well together. The cylindrical  shape of the actual pie, however unique, led to a very crust heavy dessert. After the waiter brought out the pie a child from the table behind us tapped my shoulder and asked, with wonder in his eyes, "What is that?" That, my friend, is about American as you can get.

-Amanda