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How it all began....

It was a dark and stormy night, the wind howled....oh wait, nah, it was around 4pm, I think it was a Thursday.  Our friendly neighbor Don came to the shop to visit us (since we're workaholic small business owners, you have to come to the shop if you ever want to see us) and watched intently as I worked on a small cake.  I'd cut off the domed tops of 2 tiny cakes and I could feel his eyes diligently tracking those cake tops and knew he'd shed a manly tear if I tossed them out as I usually do.  Sooo as not to torture my good friend and hey, waste not, want not, I put a little cream inbetwixt the cake tops and handed them to him and voila, problem solved, happy friend. 


What I didn't realize was he mentioned his spur of the moment cake sandwich to some folks(I believe he was standing on the sidewalk yelling the good word of cake to all whom passed), and those folks must of told some other folks because for the next week or so, people kept popping in the shop asking for whooppee pies, scooter pies, flying saucers and any other round cake sandwich type dessert and I didn't know what the heck they were talking about.  A little back story is required...our cake shop does over the top decorative type cakes, not your typical bakery fare so people coming in asking for 'that cake thing you made for that guy, I was told to get them here' really didn't translate! 


So, we finally figured out what they were talking about and there was such a demand we figure eh, what the heck, let's make some more!  Then came the Seinfeld-esque moment of thinking....are we going to have to bake a bunch of small cakes just to cut off the tops?  What do we do with the rest?  We didn't have a local 'Neuman' to do clean up!  I'm sure we could of asked our mailman, Ed, to help but really, how much cake could he eat?  So after a bunch of experimenting we finally figured it out and decided to name them 'Shuga Pies' because they're not whoopee pies or flying saucers or scooter pies, etc, they are a treat unto themselves and everyone needs a little shuga in their lives!

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Ye ole Shuga Pie Shop

Yes, welcome to Long Island... Now get outta here. Ha ha, now if you live on Long Island you probably giggled at that. We all collectively seem to have a weird sense of humor - or maybe we all seem collectively weird? Well you might have noticed that we don't live in a place, we live on a place and yes we all have an accent that pretty much lets everyone else in the world know where we're from before we ever have to tell them and yes we all shuck clams, fish with our hands and wrastle whales off shore while simultaneously listening to Billy Joel. The first few aren't deal breakers but the last one is mandatory. Funny enough the map above shows the actual three masted frigate we ship our goods in. Now here on Long Island we definitely do not agree with everybody on everything and frankly sometimes we even disagree with ourselves, but there is at least one thing everyone knows and we can all get behind...we all absolutely love us some Shuga Pies. So take it from people that know, who live on a giant fish and have there very own language- Shuga Pies... You'll freakin love em!!!

Ok now really, get outta here...Go buy some Shuga Pies!!!

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