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The product of a slightly exhausted and disorganized me, this pie traveled the length and breadth of Manhattan twice. After a day under my desk, it met Michael and Eileen at a lawn on the Hudson. It watched cheerleading practice and the sunset over beach volley ball.

The next day, Dean took it to lunch on the Seaport where he tried to sell it the Brooklyn Bridge.

Then finally, accompanied by  its younger, bilingual sibling, it went to Kathy’s for gossip with Terry and Michele.

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Written by etinnyo

June 19, 2012 at 8:26 am

Posted in Art, Food, New York, Pie

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