So, I have a little bit of a problem. You see, last week I made this big Thanksgiving feast for everyone and that feast included two pies—chocolate angel nut pie and buttermilk pie. Buttermilk pie is Adam’s favorite thing in the world and I had yet to ever make it so I figured why not? I had a great recipe that we used to make at the yacht club and it turned out great—a creamy vanilla custard with a touch of tang from buttermilk and lemon zest. And even though none of my California friends had ever seemed to hear about buttermilk pie before, everyone loved it.
But then I started to pack. And deep clean my house. And make lists on ruled notebook paper just to have something to cross off. And somehow, SOMEHOW, my tattered recipe notebook is still sitting on my faux marble counter-top in California.
I’m in Georgia.
So instead of pretending I remember the exact amount of flour, sugar and buttermilk (three days ago already feels like three years) I’ll leave you with a slew of pies from around the web that have left me drooling…One of which I’m making for tomorrow night’s feast with my family. I don’t know which though–what should I pick?? What are you having for dessert tomorrow night?
What I really want is a small bite of every one of the pies below. Heavy on the crust. Extra whipped cream.