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the perfect Gluten-Free Spring holiday pie

4/16/2014

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It's Passover. It's Easter. And it looks like my daughter might be celiac.  What to do?

Using a toasted coconut crust presents a beautiful and delicious dessert -- so pretty on either an Easter or Passover holiday table. And no wheat used whatsoever!

I filled it first with a sweet layer of blackberry jam then covered that with a rich key lime custard with flecks of lime zest, plenty of schlagg on top and then just pile on the blackberries!
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Discovering a New Pie: THE CHOCOLATE ESPRESSO

12/15/2013

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I read recipes. I read recipes a lot. I don't often follow recipes, except for cakes and things that are more scientifically combined to get the right rise and/or crumb.
Pies tend to be more forgiving in nature. That's probably why I like them so much. Butter, flour and water for the dough that never fails me -- for that one I read Julia Childs' master recipes eons ago, modified it a bit, and then just stuck with it. Really! What is all the to-do about dough? It's pretty easy, and you never have enough no matter what kind it is! (And yes, I'm making a pun.) Then you just fill that crust with whatever looks good.
As I've rolled and rolled dough over the last few years, I happened upon a lovely group of fellow rollers on Facebook, an eclectic lot of folks from all across the nation -- all across Pie Nation, that is what they call this online pie parade where we post our latest creation, ask questions, post funny pie puns, and generally commune over the love of pie. It's a great place to discover new ideas. And it's always a reliable place to get a good cheer for your latest creation.

So when I posted a pic of my Chocolate Espresso and received too many requests for the recipe, how could I decline? As my new year's gift to Pie Nation, following is my recipe, as it currently exists. But also please know that I've already been modifying the recipe in my head ... it might not be the same next time. And Pie Nation folk, if you come up with some new twists on this, please do share!
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Recipe for Chocolate Espresso Pie


Dough:
Use your regular recipe. But to your flour add 1/4 cup cocoa and 2 tablespoons confectioner's sugar. Now, instead of adding water, add cold coffee in whatever amount you'd use the water. (I drink a delicious French/Italian espresso mix. If you drink American coffee, then make a small pot of espresso and let it cool.)

Filling:
16 ounces mascarpone, at room temperature
2 teaspoons cinnamon

2 cups heavy cream
3 cups dark chocolate bits
1 tablespoon instant espresso
2 teaspoons vanilla

Roll out the dough and fit it into a pretty pan. I use a square one with a removable bottom, really a French tart tin. Blind bake the crust at 400-420 for about 20 minutes with pie weights. Remove the weights and bake for another 5 minutes or so. Let it cool.

While it's cooling, make the ganache. In a heavy saucepan, bring the heavy cream to just a good simmer, remove from the heat and stir in the remaining ingredients. (Some people add a tablespoon or two of butter to make the ganache glossy, that's up to you.) Keep stirring until everything is dissolved and smooth. Let cool. Place in fridge for about an hour or two until it thickens but doesn't harden. Place in a decorating bag with a big star tip.

Mix the mascarpone and the cinnamon together. Then gently spread the cheese evenly in the cocoa-espresso crust.

Then start pushing out the ganache in about 1" or so plops (or whatever you want to call them) in as even rows as you can. I don't do very well with this, they always come out crooked, so I just go back and fill in the spaces with more plops of the ganache.

Sprinkle it with little silver balls and/or confectioner's sugar or whatever you can think of to make it even prettier!

Keep it in the fridge if you have to or serve it right away.

Now, isn't that easy?

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BillyPaul's Ultimate Coffee Cream Pie

10/11/2012

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I'm from Rhode Island. And when you're from RI, you don't drink plain milk. And though you might drink chocolate milk, it's not what you're weaned on. For Rhode Islanders like myself, it's the State's official drink that we love -- coffee milk!
No, it's not a cup of coffee with lots of milk.
It's a tall glass of milk with a good dose of coffee syrup -- just like you rest of the U.S. squeeze chocolate syrup into your milk, we Rhode Islanders add coffee syrup to ours. 
In fact, I always have a big half gallon of syrup in my fridge. And when I run low, I call my old sister Maria and ask her to bring some with her on her next visit via Amtrak. She always says the same thing. "You really want your poor old sister to lug that big thing on the train?" 
What a question! Absolutely!

So it seemed fitting when I recently received an email from a customer on the Upper East Side. The email was entitled "What do you think?" and all the email contained was a photo of a coffee cream pie. 
Of course, I would give it a shot.
In following emails, my customer explained that he and an old girlfriend some 40 years back used to enjoy their friend Peggy's coffee cream pie. Peggy now lives in Florida and doesn't bake anymore. However, my customer is still in touch with Peggy as well as many of his girlfriends from 40 years back. (He sounds like quite the dude!)

Now, being a Rhode Islander and being Italian with a love for a truly delicious espresso, I knew I wanted to try a combination of coffee syrup and Italian espresso. 
To my flaky pie dough I added some cocoa and espresso. Then I tackled the coffee cream. All pudding pies have to have a good dollop of fresh whipped cream on top, but I also happened to have some extra chocolate ganache on hand, so I made little dots of those on top of the whipped cream.

How does it look?

I'm pretty happy with it, but I am going to change the crust to a chocolate cookie crust. Stay tuned for round 2!


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Pi Squareds

1/30/2012

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Do you know what a pi squared is?
Have you ever tried one?
My son came up with the name, but that's when I was making them into squares, 3.333"x3.333". Now they are more rectangular, as they are easier to eat, but we kept the name.
Pi Squareds are addictive.
That's why Jamal said. He's addicted to the blueberry-cream cheese ones.
Ana is addicted to the strawberry-cream cheese ones.
And my daughter informed me that I must send her some nutella-raspberry ones when she goes back to college.
My son insists that I have a couple of blackberry ones ready for him when I pick him up after his games.

I never imagined that these Pi Squareds would become such a hit. But they are!

Jamal and Ana both work for Pie Country. And I think that when your workers cannot get enough of your stuff, then it's gotta be awesome! 

Imagine this: buttery pie pastry pockets filled with really fresh berry preserves and a nice schmear of cream cheese and topped with a light lemon icing. Blueberry. Blackberry. Strawberry. And our newest one - Black Cherry. There is one with Raspberry Preserves - but instead of cream cheese, there is a nice swath of Nutella. Double yum!

You can find these at three locations right now ... Battery Place Market (corner of Battery Place and Third); The Sweetery Truck (at Hudson & King); or Sing & Sing Market on Columbus & W96th. Or you can order them directly from our site. Try them soon - and let me know how you like them!


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My Mother's Birthday

11/24/2011

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My mother was the most elegant woman I have ever known. She would not like my referring to her as a woman, though, she was a lady through and through and she led quite a charmed life.

She met my father when she was 17 on her first trip to Europe – a high school graduation present from her uncle. It was 1932, not many 17-year-olds traveled to Europe in grand style in those days or in any style at all. My mother actually missed her high school graduation, leaving school early to “go abroad”.

When she was introduced to my father, a medical student at the University of Rome and an officer in the Italian Army, she was not swept off her feet, as she wasn’t fond of the way he combed his hair. I can’t imagine not being swept away by my father, for he was the most charming man I have ever known.

Three years later, he moved to America, settled in Providence, my mother’s home town, learned English while a resident at a local hospital. Once established, he courted my mother, asked her to marry him three separate times until she finally said yes when he kissed her. 

Theirs was a love from storybooks. They were devoted to each other and bore eleven children together. That was some kind of love! Oh yes, can you imagine! Eleven. I’m the only one of my siblings who never saw my mother pregnant. I am their youngest.

A few weeks ago a lovely lady from the Upper East Side called me to place a pie order for Thanksgiving. I was thrilled, it was my first order. She had seen my ad in MUG (Manhattan Users Guide), this online e-newsletter and called to order a pie. As we were chatting, she mentioned that Thanksgiving this year falls on November 24.

My heart stopped. I had to hold back the tears that suddenly welled in my eyes.

Today is my mother’s birthday, she would be 97 years old. And not a day goes by that I don’t miss her.

Every time I pick up my rolling pin I can feel my mother close. And with each round of dough I rolled this past month, I saw my mother sitting in the family kitchen at the long wooden table by the window. She wore that nutmeg brown cashmere polo sweater and a camel-color A-line cashmere skirt, her hair in a bun at the nape of her neck, the diamond earrings she always wore and high heels. She sat on a stool with her legs crossed and a crisp, fresh dish towel impeccably draped over her lap. In front of her on the table was her pie board with a handful of flour.

It’s an image that is crystal clear and always makes me smile and cry at the same time.

We kids would climb up on the table or on the nearby dishwasher and sit and talk to her while she made her pies and rolling out the dough with seemingly little effort. She was known for her ultra-thin, very flaky pies, amongst many other things.

When I roll my pie dough, I usually get some on my face and somewhere else. Not my mother. I’m not sure how she managed to do that, but she never had a spot of flour or anything else on her.

For Thanksgiving she would always make 2 apples and 2 mincemeats.

It wasn’t until my mother was in her 80s that I found out her favorite pie was pumpkin. Why don’t you make that, I asked her. Oh your father never liked pumpkin, she said. From then on, I’d make her a pumpkin pie for her birthday.

Over the last two days I must have made about 97 pumpkin pies sweetened with Vermont maple syrup and spiced with freshly grated nutmeg, cinnamon, and a touch of ground cloves. In my heart I made each one of those for her.

Happy birthday, Mom.


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Bountiful Smiles

10/17/2011

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Going to the farmers’ market is one of the highlights of my week. I always buy way too much, especially at this time of year. How can anyone resist those big beautiful cauliflowers or the last-of-the-season bright red cherry tomatoes, dark green string beans or one of two last ears of corn?

The other day I bought way too much. Everything looked just so beautiful! (Thank goodness over the years I have switched my passion for expensive shoes to fresh local produce.  It’s hard to lug all this bounty home in a pair of YSL heels!)

So there I was in my kitchen staring at all this stuff and wondering what I could make. Everything was very ripe, perfect right now, some things definitely wouldn’t keep for long.

I’ve been consumed with thinking about pies and pies and more pies. Of course, silly woman, let’s make a pie. Wow! I had actually not made a savory pie in ages. That was the answer.

Into the pot went cauliflower, sweet potatoes, onions, spinach, cherry tomatoes, corn, a bunch of different herbs like parsley, dill, basil. Then I sautéed some Italian turkey sausage from DiPaolo in a little bit of left over red wine and threw that in. 

Making pie dough has become second nature to me. This one was speckled with a generous grinding of black pepper. I rolled it out and covered the dish with it, dabbed a bit of milk on the top, slit a few steam holes and popped it into the oven.

I wish I had a picture of my boys eating it. Pot pie! Yum! They didn’t even care what was in it, the idea of pot pie put an instant smile on both of their faces. And then when they dug in, well, it was pretty quiet at the dinner table that night.

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Off & Baking!

10/5/2011

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It's been a couple of years since I first started working seriously on starting a bakery. And I'm thrilled that it is finally becoming a reality! (We won't mention how nervous I am too!)
This is not something that I'm doing in my spare time in my home kitchen. That won't work where I live.
New York City has been my home for the vast majority of my life, and that's when I bake. And cook. I do a lot of cooking simply to feed my family. My 14-year-old son is already a beautiful lean 6'3", still growing, still feeding.


 

The commercial kitchen I work in is located just north of Yankee Stadium in the Bronx. They have the kitchens, refrigerators and ovens I need to make all the pies and baked goods in large enough quantity to make a business but not too large to affect the quality.

 

I want to make sure that each and every one of our baked goods have been received a lot of tender care and individual attention.

 

In this blog I will be posting new recipes, chronicling this adventure of starting a bakery in New York City, as well as my everyday life of a 50+ mom/woman/wife. Hope you stay for the ride and enjoy quite a bit of pie along the way.



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