So my grandma came to camp. It's true...I have proof.
See! As I was saying, Grandma came to camp. And I took her driving on the golf cart and we passed the archery field. This is when she said "I haven't shot since I was young!" So we fixed that...and yes, she shot as a blind person and made the bullseye. She's a bad-a. Anyhow, after all of this activity Mom Gma and I went to the Hick's house to eat. You haven't heard of it? Yeah, it's in Utopia...go there. And eat...then eat some more! GOOOD FOOD!
So while there Gma decided to take a pie home since she was stuffed and couldn't eat anymore. She chose Cherry...this is why I love her so much! In our discussions on pie she confessed that Peanut Butter Pie is her favorite, but we Southerners cannot make it correctly. It never tastes like her mom made it. Then she went ranting and raving about how good her sister's Peanut Butter Pie is.
So of course, I took out my phone and emailed Aunt Edie for the recipe--This is why I love technology. I got quite the prompt reply with a recipe and purposed in my heart to make this pie for my grandma. Now, I am probably not the best pie maker in the world, so I am hoping that this pie tastes like what it is supposed to taste like.
It's pretty easy to make, just mix Powdered Sugar with peanut butter using a 2-3 ratio, spread most of it in the bottom of a pre-baked 9inch pie shell, whip up some vanilla custard, pour on top of peanut butter mixture, and then top with remaining mixture. Serve chilled.
Advise: Don't try to make pie crust with fake nails. I think I'll be digging flour and water from under the tips for days. (yes, i know that sounds disgusting...I promise I washed my hands!)
More Advise: Pie made with love is sure to make a Grandma happy be. So do it. NOW!
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