Maybe the blueberry.

It’s the "burlap" that really throws me.

My blog as a “word cloud.”

Wish I could pay my rent in pies…

Sweet Deal: Eugene Man Sells Truck for Pies.

I can’t think of a better birthday present!

36 Hours in Brighton, England.

The Xanadu quote is priceless…

I would also love to check out Redroaster Coffee House,”a Valhalla of caffeine where the croissants are fresh-baked and the coffee comes out of burlap sacks.”

Mark my word — someday I’ll go back!

Wonder if they could turn this into a tramp stamp…

Sacrebleu!

Grub Street noticed: If it’s Sunday, it’s Time for Pie.

Yikes.

Martha Likes…

My Aunt’s Recipe will be FAMOUS.

Cricket Pie? Duck Pie? Brooklyn Pie Social oozes creativity.

Vote for Jenn?

Saw this while at NYU last night for a weird event-thing that included this:

My Season?

There is a chef (aww…) *and* a Lacey *and* a chick from Brooklyn on Dancing with the Stars this season.