Pie Time

Here you go everyone - a pic of that apple-pie from Peter McManus I would kill for (luckily, I had money):

My waitress informed me, when I asked, that Miss Grimble is the maker of this delicious pie with best crust any pie could ever hope to have.
Yum! I took that picture myself before I devoured it - and, oh yeah, here I am, fork in hand:


Nothing like a slice of pie after attending an opening reception at an art gallery that offered NO food or drink, no crackers, no punch. Marina Abramovic, a world-famous performance artist had an opening tonight at the Sean Kelly Gallery, I think, in Chelsea. It was a video installation called the "Balkan Erotic Epic." She made five short looping video clips of people reinacting Eastern European pagan traditions and practices that somehow used sex and genitals to cure their problems or give them good luck. One clip had women posing as peasants in the field lifting their skirts up to scare the gods into stopping the rain. Another clip had a bunch of naked dudes gyrating on the ground. They were trying to fuck it to make it fertile or something. One of the guy's butts was really bouncing about. Anyway, there were a few others similiar to that. I guess if I had the money I could have bought one and then I could hook up a projector to display it on one of the empty walls of my apartment. If I did, I'd at least have some Triscuits and a cheese plate on hand for my guests.