Today's National Pie Day!!!
Yes, I'm goofy enough to mark something like this in my calendar and make a note to make a damn pie. I fear for my future babies too.
So I made a chocolate peanut butter pie.
I'm not a fan of chocolate + peanut butter. I just don't get the sweet and salty thing. I didn't grow up in this country, okay? Don't look at me like that!
But my husband is in love with this pie. If I ever made this pie and didn't offer him the damn spatula to 'clean' afterwards, we'd go straight to divorce court. You laugh, but I'm serious. Sort of. Okay not really, but my point is he really likes this pie.
And we're going to visit with his cousin this evening. His cousin's equally obsessed with this pie. To watch the two of them eat this pie is nothing short of spectacular. Plus it shuts them up for a while.
Now if you'll excuse me, there's a few Oreos left over from making the crust that I need to make friends with.