Today was a beautiful and optimistic Saturday morning on Long Island. 7 am, it was a crisp 55 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. As my uncaffeinated limbs and sleep deprived eyes arrived at the fridge and peered inside, I found nothing desirable but a splash of milk to pour into my coffee that was taking way too long to stream out of our fancy schmancy Keurig. No eggs, one cheese, on slice of old bread and some grilled fish from 5 days ago. This was a problem…a serious problem that could only be solved by one thing…one word…one place. PIE. BRIERMERE. RIVERHEAD.
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May 18th, 2013
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