So, it's Pi Day- March 14 - 3.14 - and all that. Naturally enough, we went in search of pie this afternoon. First we headed towards the Village Inn only to discover that it was no more. Our lone outpost of pie yumminess from the Midwest had folded up shop and not bothered to send us a memo.
After circling the shopping center where it used to be, confirming that indeed there are no Village Inns within reasonable driving distance; we looped around the Parmer-Lamar-Howard Lane triumvirate TWICE before finally successfully heading back north to Round Rock.
We discussed several possibilities and decided upon 620 Cafe and Bakery. Once upon a time this used to be a nice little family restaurant. Now, it's hit upon hard times. While still a functioning establishment, it was, much to our chagrin, closed.
Increasingly desperate for pie, we decided to try Cracker Barrel. One abysmally bumpy road later we arrive there to find that yes they have pie. Apple pie. Only apple pie.
Now fully affirming our quest we forged ahead. Willing to spare no expense we headed to La Madeleine. Alas once a gain we were thwarted. Lots of tasty desserts were to be had - cakes, croissants, tarts, madeleines, napoleons and cookies. But no pies.
Then inspiration struck and we headed towards one place in Round Rock that we knew had pie - Louisiana Longhorn Cafe.
Where I proceeded to have peach cobbler. Not pie, technically, but a dessert with fruit and a crust and ice cream. So shoot me. Everyone else had pie.
Happy Pi Day!