It's been a while, but finally here is a belated pie post (and pi puns) post pi day potluck 2015. As you may know it was a big year for pi day being that it was 3.14.I5. (I know, thrilling!) and it seemed only natural to commemorate this centennial occasion by hosting a party devoted to gorging on pies with friends. The request was simple: bring a pie, savory or sweet, the definition of "pie" being anything with a crust OR alternatively any dish with the word pie in it. Had I more time and stamina and ovens I would have made this deep dish pizza pie and these oatmeal creme pies, and something with a pretzel crust, but I'm only one girl! Three pies in one day seemed excessive yet attainable.Read More
Rødgrød med Fløde. It's nearly impossible to pronounce save for the Danes with their natural gift for the guttural R's. I garbled and stumbled over this phrase and many others during the months I spent in Copenhagen in the fall of 2011. I could write a hundred posts about my love for Denmark; for Danes and their humble, self-effacement, for the seamless public transportation system, for the language's absence of the word "sorry," for the subtle ways in which good design is present in most every place and thing, BUT I will limit myself this time (mostly) to food, particularly Danish desserts.Read More
If you've read some of my previous recipes (here, here, and here), you've probably realized by now that I'm pretty obsessed with coconut, though Katie might argue that "pretty obsessed" is an understatement. I don't really know where it all started, but, if I had to guess, I'd say I got it from my dad, whose love for coconut is one for the books.
I do clearly remember, however, when I had my first bite of coconut cream pie. I was about 8 years old, and I was having lunch with my grandparents at Wiltwyck Golf Club. My Papa suggested that I order the coconut cream pie for dessert, and I did so not knowing that my whole life was about to change...Read More