I didn't get a birthday cake on Sunday -- it was way too hot to bake, and besides, I was in the mood for pie. Specifically, pie from Four & Twenty Blackbirds, a pie shop in an up-and-coming-but-not-quite-there neighborhood about 3 1/2 miles from us.
The inside was small but cute, a cross between a coffee shop and a flea market cafe. Wooden tables -- one large and several small -- filled up the space, and at least one person was working on a laptop. Still, the place was full. Luckily, a couple of seats opened up just as we were placing our order.
Paul went with the classic blueberry crumble; no complaints there. I opted for the black bottom oat pie as soon as I heard it was lined with chocolate ganache. The inside was gooey and sweet (almost like pecan pie filling without the nuts), and the oat top was nice and crunchy.
Although $4.75 might seem steep for a slice of pie, it's the going rate (if not a bit cheaper) for good desserts in this town. And the slices were huge. By the time I was finished I almost wished we had split a piece of pie. But really I was happy to eat the whole thing by myself. Happy birthday to me!
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