Yes, it is throw-down time again. Here we will separate the wheat from the chaff and find out if you are really a “foodie”. If you consider yourself to be a high brow food connoisseur of any sort, some of my throw-down recipes will horrify you and you will run away. The rest of us will be sitting here having a slice of Pudding Pie, made with a pile of very uncouth ingredients and loving every minute of it. This is why I don’t call myself a foodie, because I love this easy stuff and it disqualifies me from the hallowed and exclusive halls of dyed-in-the-wool food snobbery. If it is good, I eat it. I try to avoid processed foods for the most part, but when it is time for a throw-down…it is time for a throw-down.
But, if it is a from scratch, labor intensive, chocolate pie that you seek, fear not. Please see my post on Chocolate Pie with a Leaf Lard Crust. It is the pinnacle thus far of my chocolate pie efforts. This, on the other hand is a throw down chocolate pie and it is also one of my favorite things on Earth.
In fact, this is probably the very first pie that I ever made. One must start somewhere. My grandmothers taught me many things, but pie making was not one of them. My life resonated with Americana summer spirit (albeit of an entirely non-Rockwellian nature) that conjures mental pictures of pies cooling on window sills, but we were usually in the lake swimming and fishing, not perfecting pastry. My beloved cousin, Joey, and I made extravagant mud pies out of clay and moss, but no real ones.