pie

Meet the band of devoted home bakers who keep the Indiana State Fair in blue-ribbon desserts.

Feast your eyes on some crimped-out savory pot pies.

Don’t overlook that breakfast galette. The execution on it is flawless.

Sweet, happy endings.

We’ve made topping pies as easy as— well, you know.

It was the early years of the Great Depression, and parents were struggling to make ends meet. So Fannie Caldwell Stewart, owner and publisher of the Indianapolis Recorder, and her son, Marcus C. Stewart, decided that the city’s African-American newspaper was going to throw a picnic for its carriers and their families. That August 1930 […]

These adorable desserts cleverly package all the flavor of a full-sized pastry into a miniature version that you don’t have to share.

The most surprising thing about Lisa’s Pie Shop in nearby Atlanta isn’t the signature pie in a jar. It’s that owner Lisa Sparks doesn’t like pie.

Hattie McDaniel twirls her magic wand (or spoon, rather), and familiar sweets, like this smoky-bourbon pear pie, become the high point of the meal.

Of all the Hoosier cultural emblems, none is as sweet and soothing as sugar cream pie.

What makes this Columbus institution really sweet is the counter-side charm of Wilma Hare and her fellow soda jerks, who will pull you an ice cream soda the way it was in 1900 and serve it with a side of sass: “When that ice cream hits the carbonation, it will explode like a volcano. And I will laugh at the look of panic on your face.”