My maternal Grandfather's , Edward Carney, family had a tradition of serving Vinager Pie at every family gathering. If you didn't like the pie, "you weren't a Real Carney"! It was supposedly concocted by my great, great grandmother while traveling in covered wagons. I absolutely love it! Unfortunately, there are only a couple of "Real Carneys" left. The new generation detest it! P.s. My dog, "Ziggy", a Rat Terrier, was a "Real Carney"!!!