In April, my dad and I embarked on a road trip through the Florida Keys. What started out as a good old-fashioned drive from Key Largo to Key West turned into a quest to find the best slice of key lime pie.
We ate a lot of key lime pie. We ate it as pie and on sticks. We tried it in jars and covered in syrup. We tried it with merengue and without. We ate it outside and inside. We even tried a gluten-free version. We ate it every which way and, while each had their own distinct flavor and texture, there was one that stole our hearts.