The only kind of pies I’ve ever made involve graham cracker crust and pudding. But when Kiesha challenged me to bake a pie today, I couldn’t just back down. It was time to overcome my irrational pie fears and start baking. I put it off as long as possible, so I woke up early this morning ready to suck it up and bake. First stop—actual pie crust.
Flour, sugar, butter, a pinch of salt, and some cold water. Totally easy. Easy as pie even. Yeah.. It’s easy to mix. But I messed up the first time I rolled it out. And the baking? Well.. This is what happened.
Needless to say, I went straight to Plan B—throwing on my coat over the shirt I wore to sleep in and my flour covered jeans and heading straight for the frozen foods section of the grocery store to pick up one of those premade crusts. I’m not ashamed. I don’t feel the least bit guilty. That little Dough Boy makes them so much better than I do.
Next up—the filling. Chocolate custard on the bottom, a rum spiked airy custard on the top. Easy peasy. Except my rum custard tasted distinctly like eggs. I forgot to strain the mixture after I cooked it… Luckily once everything was layered up, it disappeared, and left a light, silky, delicious chocolaty-vanilla cream in its place. I had no need to be worried. This pie is definitely high on the YUM scale. And it looks gorgeous with the chocolate shavings sprinkled over the top. Once you cut into it… Well…
Not the easiest pie to plate, but it tastes darn good all mixed up like that. Hope you enjoy Pi(e) Day with a little slice of something!
I was running late for work, so I didn't get a chance to type the recipe up. But here's the link for the Martha Stewart recipe I used.