There is a lost piece of New York City that a disparate group of people have been searching for. Seemingly each person has been on a lone quest to re-experience a particular, coveted taste sensation. These folk have such an affection for Nesselrode Pie -- from a young rabbi in the Bronx to a well-heeled octogenarian on Fifth Avenue to an old-time Queens boy about to celebrate his birthday. And they have each been on a long and almost-fruitless hunt for Nesselrode Pie.

As the proud owner and chief baker of Pie Country, it was just impossible to resist my rabbi's request last November for Nesselrode Pie. She gave me plenty of notice and a plea I could not refuse. For her wife's upcoming 40th birthday, she had her heart set on it, and not a one could be found. Please make one for us.

She had taught both of our children, officiated at my father-in-law's shiva and helped us build our first sukkah.

Could you say no?

My first thought - what the devil is Nesselrode Pie? 
A quick online search provided the answers and just two recipes. Just two recipes! Most other pies have dozens if not hundreds of varying recipes that flood the screen with a simple search. Not Nesselrode Pie.

Nesselrode Pie appears to be indigineous to New York. From what I've managed to read, it was brought to popularity by Hortense Spier, the premier pie baker for restaurants