Pie, Pie, Pie

It all started one night when we were watching the Food Channel. The show that was on was profiling restaurants. It just so happened to be one in Brooklyn with in walking distance from our house. Toward the end of the segment, 20 or so minutes later, my husband looks up and says "I know that girl" and of course I then realized why I kept thinking she looked so familiar. One of the waitresses who worked in my husbands short lived restaurant has opened her own establishment, in which they make pies. It is called 4 and 20 Blackbirds. The obsession was on, I kept thinking when are we going to go. They are closed on Mondays so we finally had a family day together in the middle of the week and so we went on a nice walk to eat so pie! The pie is so amazing. My husband, Daughter, and myself all shared 3 pieces. I say shared, but my Princess pretty much ate the entire piece of apple pie on her own and then wanted to eat my Chocolate/ pecan piece. We also had a type of custard pie that was also amazing. It would be helpful if I had remembered the names of each pie and took pics of the slices, but all I got were these pics of my princess enjoying her apple pie.