Jake Tapper at ABCNews.com blogs today that the mania inspired by Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama is striking some within his own party as bordering on the cultish.

I don’t know about all that. The Stew is decidedly and purposefullty apolitical unless there’s a food angle involved.

Well, now there’s a food angle involved.

Veronica Chambers at her blog on Slate called The Nest reveals a recipe for making Barack Pie. Sounds a little like the Donner Party, but we digress.

She writes:

So I’ve been thinking up a recipe that would celebrate, in culinary fashion, the hope, promise (and okay, super yummyness) of having Barack Obama as our next president.  What I came up with was a recipe for Barack pie. My own multi-culti spin on the apple pie cliché. As in, “it’s as American as Barack pie.” I wanted a recipe that would honor Barack’s Kenyan and American heritages. The dish I came up with was a savory pie, a combination of an East African favorite called Mutuzi wa samaki with Hawaiian elements like butterfish and citrus ponzu. 

But I guess this is the thing about my new life as a blogger.  People wanted me to not only describe Barack pie, they wanted an actual recipe.  So despite the fact that it was Super Tuesday and I’d been up since five a.m. (newborn baby, personal trainer, full-time job), a sister went to Whole Foods, did some grocery shopping and whipped up a recipe to make sure that I wasn’t just talking the talk, but woking the wok.

I hate to toot my own horn, but I will say that the filling was so delicious that both me and my husband stood around the pan “sampling” the fish mixture so generously that there was barely anything left for the pie.  The grainy mustard, moutard a la ancienne, is an influence from the time I spent in France a year ago where, not for nothing, I did a one day certificate cooking course at the Ecole Escoffier.  The ponzu is an influence from my time in Japan which is, of course, a big culinary influence in Hawaii where our man Obama grew up.  It all came together better than I could have ever imagined. The mustard is delish.  The citrus ponzu is the bomb.  The Dufour pastry crust was the very definition of decadence.

So here’s the recipe.  Barack pie. Don’t wait until November to serve it up.  Make it now. Take one, old school style, over to your “on the political fence” neighbor. And while I’m trying hard not to drink the Hillary Haterade, I find it hard to imagine a Hillary inspired recipe that could be this good.  So let her diehard fans eat that empty calorie Clinton cake, I’m sticking with Barack pie.

Click here to get the recipe. You’ll want to stock up on butterfish.

Rhetorical question: What would happen if Barack ate a slice of his own pie? Would he go back in time?

Just wondering.