For years now I've devoured my brother-in-law's home made pecan pie, which I beg him to bring every Thanksgiving. But this year he and his family went to Hawaii for Turkey Day and left me without any dessert. So I ventured into pie territory and made my own--complete with homemade crust. (I planned on buying a crust, but my dear little boy, the youngest left at home while his brothers ran off to play, refused to go to the store. I know you're thinking, "Well, just make him go. Be the parent." Obviously, you do not know how stubborn my youngest can be.)
So here it is, a delicioius, homemade pecan pie made with all natural ingredients. No fake stuff. No margerine (which I'm told is one ingredient away from plastic). Lots of butter. Lots of real pecans, not pecan flavoring. Totally fattening. And totally worth it. So, dear brother-in-law, you do not have to fear Thanksgiving next year. I have found my pecan powers deep within the cellulite of my psyche.
HaHa. I love it! Can't wait to try your pecan pie!
Posted by: Jan | February 14, 2009 at 12:57 AM