A few months ago, when the team was visiting Dublin, Denise made this awesome peanut butter pie from this recipe. I've had a craving ever since. For fear of losing all self-control and being poisoned by copious amounts of pie, I haven't allowed myself to give in to the temptation of making such a pie again.
Today, however, I was left with no other choice.
We have new neighbors. They're really cool, and Angie can cook really good. Last week, she brought us some sort of chicken-and-rice-amazing-stew-perfection. We had the dish devoured and cleaned in a matter of hours. Then a dilemma slapped us in the face.What could we make in return? We couldn't send the dish empty, but Angie had set the bar so high. What chance did we have of ever measuring up?
Then the answer came. It was obvious, really. Peanut butter pie! I made a different recipe to compare against Denise's... 1/2 cup peanut butter, 1 cup powdered sugar, 8 oz light cream cheese, 8 oz cool whip free. Of course, I had to make two pies. One to taste. One to send. You know, to make sure it was good enough to pass along. Daddy didn't seem too upset about the taste test. The verdict? Yum. Eeeeee.