Yes, my friends, this is a real place. A place named after food.
|Pie Town, New Mexico U.S. Post Office|
Coming back, we decided to take I-25 south from Albuquerque to Socorro, then west on Highway 60 to Springerville AZ.
Yes, the Pie-O-Neer Café in Pie Town, New Mexico is a destination. You don’t just go through there and not stop at the Pie-O-Neer Café…unless you’re asleep or in a coma. If that’s the case, you should stop there and get a cup of coffee and a piece of pie and get yourself together.
You will have either just been past the VLA (Very Large Array) radio telescope or you’re going to go by it a few miles ahead. Don’t want to miss that either. The federal government is listening for alien activity with these things.
Anticipation was building as we traveled the “blue highway” toward Pie Town. In the past thirty years, the café has been closed a few times as we passed through town.
Would it be open this time? Would it have fallen on hard
times like so many other businesses and closed its doors?
|We're getting close.|
|Looks kind'a lonely.|
I was thinking to myself that it was 1:30 in the afternoon on a weekday…maybe they closed after lunch.
It’s not a place that you call ahead and make a reservation. You just take your chances that it will still be there and be open.
But you can try: http://pie-o-neer.com
But you can try: http://pie-o-neer.com
Another remarkable bit of info is that you are in Catron County, New Mexico. You are in the Wild West! According to Wikipedia, Catron County has about 7,000 square miles with only 3,700 brave souls living there…cohabitating with some 12,000 head of elk.
Butch Cassidy and his gang liked Catron County.
Not many cars on the road…never have been. The road is straight and empty…as always. A never-ending vast expanse of blue sky along with the cattle ranches and occasional horses and cows grazing contently are your entertainment as you mosey along.
Seeing real people leading real lives in the old West doesn’t get any better than this but we hadn’t seen any people yet.
As we approached Pie Town we saw the first billboard advertising the café. It was a little dilapidated.
A little later I exclaimed, “There it is and it is crowded. No wonder there are no cars on the road…they’re all parked in front of the Pie-O-Neer Café. Hallelujah!!”
|Customers come from miles around...in cars and on horseback.|
I love this place. It's so cozy and welcoming.
NOW...PONDER THE PIES.
My pie selection on this visit? That was a tough one. How
can you choose just one piece of pie? You’ve just driven 500 miles to get here.
If we still lived in Greer I would be buying a whole pie. I think you’re
supposed to get a free piece if you buy a whole pie.
Thinking about it and deliberating about it went something like this: The lemon meringue was fresh and moist, piled high with meringue lightly browned on the peaks. The cherry and blueberry called to me, screaming about how healthy they are for my arthritis and memory loss. Coconut cream…ah-h-h-such a rare treat. And apple, the old stand-by, doesn’t usually get my attention…that is, until I read the label…Apple Pie with Green Chile and Pine Nuts.
The place was as charming as always, the pie was warm and delicious…with my favorite green vegetable in it, the service was impeccable, friendly and efficient, and the customers…what you would expect; there were a couple of dozen people who rode up on horseback, a middle-aged couple with a big RV, some locals stopping by to buy a fresh home-made pie right out of the oven to take home for dinner…all friendly, wholesome looking folks, who are, no doubt, well fed.
I could live there…. right across the road would be nice.
P.S.Thanks, John R., for reminding me recently that I hadn’t
been to PieTown lately.
|Well...it fixes a whole lot of things...and pie is not square.|
P.P.S.Thanks, Kathy, for hanging in there all these years and working so hard for those of us that only get to stop by every few years for a piece of what must be the world’s best pie! You have the “recipe” for success.