A few Sundays ago, I fell head-over-heels in love with the first sweet bite of my slice of Salted Caramel Apple Pie. I wiped a piece of the flaky crust, studded with a fleck of fleur de sel, from the corner of my mouth while simultaneously loading my fork with the next perfect bite. Perhaps I should preface this by saying I have been, up until this very moment, completely unimpressed with the pie movement which seems to be overtaking this city. Are pies the new cupcake? Maybe - but flavorless, dense crusts encasing mediocre fillings peak my interest even less than cloyingly sweet icings piled upon dry, crumbly cakes. If I can create a better version of a dessert at home, you can bet I will not be paying anyone for sub-par baked goods.
And until this first bite of flaky, apple pie passed my lips, I would have sworn on my life, my mother's happiness, and the graves of my great-grandmothers that my family holds the best recipe for apple pie. So imagine my profound shock - but what a sweet shock to bear - to be proven utterly incorrect. I chewed over this little dilemma, seated in a rickety wooden chair in this little pie shop nestled in Brooklyn, foamy cappuccino in hand. Touché Four & Twenty Blackbirds!
Four & Twenty Blackbirds
http://birdsblack.com/
439 3rd Avenue
Brooklyn, NY 11215-3119
P: 718.499.2917
Note: Cash only
Hours: Tuesday to Friday: 8am – 7pm, Saturday: 9am – 7pm, Sunday: 10am – 6pm
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