I couldn’t help it. I tried to come home from work and relax, do a few things around the house, curl up with a good book. But the zucchini was calling me, with its thin, whiny voice, from the refrigerator. Okay, I thought, I can resist that skinny-ass zucchini. It was when the avocado chimed in that I lost all hope. Okay, forget it! I give up! I said, throwing down my book in disgust and dragging myself off the couch. I’ll bake something! Just be quiet! What, you say? Bake some
Wedding pie? Absolutely! That’s what lovebirds Lindsday Steedman and Arkadiy Naumov thought when they asked me to bake pies for their wedding here in Maryland last summer. And now their gorgeous event–and our pies!–are featured in Washingtonian magazine! Check out the beautiful day that Lindsay and Arkadiy created. I’m thrilled that CurvyMama was able to play a delicious little part in it.
From New York City www.bubbys.com Loyal readers already know that CurvyMama aims to bring you reports on the best pie-eating experiences from all points of the globe. She and her Pie Posse have already reported from four time zones. Here is our latest installment on the various bits of pie heaven we find. This report is the second from CurvyMama’s bestest boyfriend, Don, whose intrepid pie reporting has already brought us mouthwatering narrative from Hawaii. Here we find him in the Big App
It was a two-pie-by day here in CurvyMama land. I’ve been wanting to show my appreciation for special souls in my life, and I’ve been making a good deal of cherry pie lately. So it was only natural to put those two things together.
For some reason I can’t quite fathom, cherry pie has become CurvyMama’s signature pie. Don’t get me wrong: I adore a nice tart cherry pie, and I love it when other people adore one, too. I love making my cherry pie and serving it. Maybe you associate it with CurvyMama Pies because it looks so damn sexy in photos on the homepage of my website. Maybe it’s the lattice crust, or the deep-red oozy cherries, that makes people feel suddenly flirtatious.
From Wailea, Maui MonkeyPod Kitchen When we first started out, CurvyMama promised you a series of reports from pie shops around the country. Here is another installment in our quest to provide you with pie guidance everywhere you go. We’ve now reported to you from four time zones. And we will carry on with all the fortitude and bravery this job requires! Today we have a review from one of the members of CurvyMama’s Pie Posse. He also happens to be CurvyMama’s bestest boyf
Can you detect the difference between butter that has 84 percent butterfat and one that has 91 percent butterfat? What do you think of the taste of cultured butter compared with sweet cream butter? These are the kinds of questions I pressed on my ever-patient colleagues in the newsroom during yesterday’s butter smackdown. And just like they always do, they came through with flying colors. This smart, observant and always hungry crowd turned out in surprising numbers for the strangest workp
From West Hollywood, Calif. Porch Pies (at Baby Blues BBQ) Los Angeles CurvyMama managed two pie pilgrimages during a five-day visit to Los Angeles, and one was as breathtakingly good as the other was forgettable. Just the other day, we told you about four slices of pie from Babalu that were simply meh, despite the place’s reputation as a destination for pie lovers. Today, we are here to tell you that one simple slice of buttermilk pie not only restored our faith in Los Angeles pie,
From Santa Monica, Calif. We thought it would be a little slice of heaven: a local eatery that bakes a dozen types of pie in-house. Coconut praline? Banana brownie? How could it disappoint? Well, it did. Babalu Santa Monica, Ca. Babalu is adorable. No doubt about it. It sits fetchingly on a charming little corner of trendy Montana Avenue in Santa Monica, showing off its Caribbean exterior decor, while the cool beach breezes roll by. It’s been there forever, too, or least as far back