For a truly spectacular apple pie, California is your destination. Or at least, my friend Anna makes the best one I’ve had the pleasure to devour, and she lives in Los Angeles. We made it out to the West Coast a few years back, and our hostess had an evening of sushi, tequila (well, actually mescal), and an apple pie planned. And before you assume the alcohol augmented the taste of the pie, don’t worry, we didn’t consume it all that night. It was just as good or better the next day when we got up around 1:00 in the afternoon. So if you’d like to become a better hostess…