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VIEW SLIDESHOW: My Pie Monday: Ramps, Queso Fresco, Detroit-Style and More! It's a beautiful day for another round of My Pie Monday! Come on through for a look at this week's collection of brilliant homemade pizzas. If you're making your own pies, be sure to send us a photo for next week's My Pie Monday. Just take one snapshot of your homemade pizza, briefly describe your cooking method, and follow these instructions to get it to Slice HQ by 8pm EST on Thursday night. Please make sure to include your Serious Eats username! Looking for inspiration? Find dozens of recipes and home kitchen adaptations on our Pizza-Making Guide or peruse our collection of past My Pie Monday contributions. Even if you're not baking your own pies, we want to know about the ones you're eating. Submit to My Best Slice to help us spotlight the great pizza being enjoyed across the country. We don't care whether it's a super-simple corner slice or a fancy-pants pie, so long as its memorable. Send a photo and short description to pizz[at]seriouseats.com! About the author: Niki Achitoff-Gray is the editor of Slice and a part-time student at the Institute of Culinary Education. She's pretty big into pizza. Also, she likes offal. A lot.

And the answer is Petra Benova. I got a question – do you think Butterfaces drop down to their knees every night and thank God for their ass? I’d imagine a lot of them are self aware enough to understand they aren’t pretty and people just like their bodies. But I wonder if they lay their head down at night and are like “If it wasn’t for my ass, I’d probably be a virgin with no friends. Thank you Lord.” I wonder if they understand just how important their ass is to their overall happiness in life. In the case of Petra Benova, I hope she knows just how important her ass is to my happiness as well.

The Nassau County cop who killed a Hofstra University junior being held hostage by an ex-con is reportedly bereft at the tragedy. A source told the Post, "It was a tragic accident. There’s no reason to believe that any protocol was not followed." However, it seems that the police were working with incomplete information about the situation—and didn't realize that the home invasion suspect was holding hostages. [ more › ]

Mad Men: From Dr. Feelgood To Rosemary's Baby"/> Last night was Matthew Weiner's seemingly seasonal "Don is sick and everything gets weird" episode of Mad Men. Here's a close look at what we saw and who we met—from "Dr. Feelgood" to the I Ching—and how it all compares to real life: [ more › ]

For us, this old voiceover brings back wholesome childhood memories: "Funding for this program was made possible by the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and viewers like you." But thanks to Republicans and people like David Koch, only 12% of PBS's funding comes from the federal government. "Viewers like you" can barely pay their rent, let alone donate sizable amounts to PBS. So the public's network is forced to "create content that educates, informs and inspires," so long as it does not offend the plutocrats who keep it alive—even if that means censoring documentary filmmakers. [ more › ]

"YEAAAAHHH! WE ARE RIDING A CHOO-CHOO TRAIN TO EDC YOU GUYS! Wait, did you really just ask me 'what's EDC?!' OMG you are so old GROSS. Uh, EDC is Electric Daisy Carnival, DUH! You know, Cedric Gervais? Empire of the Sun? AFROJACK? You know what, don't even talk to me, go ride in the sad old man chattel car and listen to your boring National playlist. WE'RE GOING TO EDC—HAVE YOU SEEN MOLLY YAAAAAY AMERICA IS FUCKED" Yes, the Electric Daisy Carnival (a huge electronic dance music festival) occurred at Citi Field this weekend, or so we learned this morning from an intern who sent us links to Rolling Stone and YouTube. If you weren't riding the LIRR on Saturday or Sunday, look at all the fun you missed: [ more › ]

For many, the five-game unbeaten streak of the New York Red Bulls was enough evidence that the team was "for real". But some wanted a statement win—and pointed that Sunday's game against the MLS champion LA Galaxy as the statement that needed to be made. Late heroics were the order of the day again, as Tim Cahill headed home a game winner in the closing minutes to give New York a 1-0 victory. [ more › ]

Do check out Flavorwire's roundup of incredible reading rooms around the world, including The Victoria and Albert Museum's bookshop and reading room, which has a wine bar, cornices, and bay windows; the main reading room in the Library of Congress, which has a 160-foot domed ceiling; and the sweeping, airy Yorgo Lykouria-designed Grand Reading Room at the University of Chicago Library. [Flavorwire]

Fitzcarraldo, a Ligurian-inspired restaurant from the owners of Rucola will open some time this summer in 3rd Ward, the community workspace education center in East Williamsburg. Grub Street has a first look at some of the items on the menu, as well as the space, which takes its cue from the "crumbling opera house in an overgrown jungle outpost" in the Werner Herzog movie the restaurant is named for. [GS]

Just listed in outstandingly wealthy Greenwich, Conn.: a 50-acre property on the edge of Long Island Sound asking a breathtaking $190M, making it the most expensive private home on the market in the United States. According to the Journal, Copper Beech Farm, owned by timber mogul John Rudey, comes with a 12-bedroom "Victorian, French-renaissance mansion," a whopping 4,000—yes, four thousand—feet of water frontage, and not one, but two offshore islands. Rudey, who's selling the spread "because his children have grown,"—super-mega-ultra rich people, they're just like us!—bought the home 31 years ago, though he wasn't the first tycoon to set up shop there. According to the listing, the manor was built in 1898, and the Journal provides a bit of history: it was once owned by the Lauder Greenway family, which made its fortune helping Andrew Carnegie start up his steel business. As is often the case with properties at this price point, interior photos are nonexistent in the public listing (though the WSJ has a few), but here's what's known: the living space measures 15,000 square feet and includes a "dining room with an elaborate ceiling" and a solarium. Also on the property: formal gardens, a grass tennis court, two greenhouses, an apple orchard, a 75-foot-long heated pool, and a 1,800-foot-long driveway. Bragging the title "most expensive" is no small feat, and yet this New England manor crushes—nay, obliterates—the competition: it's a whole $55 million more than (what's now) America's second most expensive listing (a Dallas spread listed for $135M by business honcho Tom Hicks) and $72.5M more than America's biggest-ever sale, a Silicon Valley spread that recently sold for $117.5M. Listing agent David Ogilvy admits to the Journal that pricing is a bit of a guessing game with properties this valuable—and it's true, there's ample evidence that many nine-figure places endure harsh Price Chops, or, perhaps worse, don't sell at all. "It's one of these things where you cannot look and say 'It's worth X,' because there's nothing like it," Ogilvy says. Or, as another real estate agent interviewed by the Journal puts it: "a vanity price is a great way to get your 15 minutes of fame." · A Greenwich House Aims to Sell for $190 Million [WSJ via Daily Mail] · $190,000,000 in Greenwich, Conn. [Realtor.com] · All Blockbusters coverage [Curbed National]