When I studied in Dublin, one of my most ill-informed American friends ordered an ‘Irish Car Bomb’ at The Bleeding Horse on Camden St.
“You’ll have to go to Belfast for that!” the bartender snarled.
But regardless of the deserved outcry, most seem to vote with their wallets and palates, perpetuating the name in pursuit of the taste.
Cronin’s pie is an excellent new vehicle for the flavors, allowing the creaminess of the Baileys to come through in a way that neither a cake nor the drink itself allow. The pie was so popular that she said she’ll keep baking it—stop by Smorgasburg or Brooklyn Flea on weekends to try a slice.
Check out our photo gallery on the ‘Irish Car Bomb’ drink and commercial phenomenon here: