I inquired to Chad about what kind of pie he would like for his Birthday on the 1st. That question actually lead to a conversation about how I should make one pie once a month. It almost got a bit ridiculous when I said I should make 35 pies for his 35 years of age, but that worked out that I would have to make a pie basically every week until his next birthday. I feel like we would turn into blimps if I made that many pies. In the end we decided maybe one a month would be ok and not disappointing if we don't get a pie made.
After looking up when certain types of pies are in season and making a list because lists are fun to make. Don't deny it. A list of pies is irresistible. Apple. Blueberry. Pumpkin. There is a pie called Bumbleberry and you know I'm going to make that someday.
I digress, I finally had to make Chad pick a pie for his birthday. You will never know the pain of decision than when you have to decide on what kind of pie someone will make you, and the choices are literally any kind. What seemed like ages, he finally decided on a coconut cream pie, which I'm sure you already knew based off of that first picture!
I have never made a coconut cream pie before, let alone from scratch. Well, it was mostly from scratch. I did not make my crust because I had some left in my freezer from when I bought some crusts during the holidays. Everything else was el' scratcho'.
While making the coconut cream part I had one of those moments that made me realize how much fun making new things can be. I was whisking and stirring away and it all of a sudden started to get thicker and it was basically like I was seeing magic happen before my eyes. I can't even count the amount of times I'll try to cook something new and I'll feel anxious and worried the whole time that it wasn't going to turn out. This time around I just let what happen, happen. I think I have some sort of pie baking bone in my body.
After it was all cooked up and ready to go in my cooled pie crust I had to let the insides rest for at least 2 hours. What does one do for 2 hours while they wait for the pie to cool? Watch whatever you can find on the DVR of course, but lets just get on with this pie story because my DVR is an endless time waste.
The pie has cooled and we begin the process of making our whipped topping and boy was it beautiful. And by beautiful I mean the recipe I found had rum in it. That means it's amazing. It goes so well with the coconut. I think I might be biased since rum is my downfall. Seriously, I have a drink with rum in it and I'll sleep like a wee babe.
Can I just say the best part about being an adult is you can lick that bowl clean if you want. I retained some dignity and used a spoon but I was THIS close to sticking my head in the bowl for a lick.
All in all I was very happy with my coconut cream pie and didn't burn the coconut or screw up the insides. I think a day later it is even better. Romana wishes it was for kitties but I made sure she knew it was only for us silly hoomins.
The next few days I'm going to be in a happy little Coconut Cream pie coma dreaming about the next pie I'll make. Oh, and I suppose I hope Chad enjoys it too since it was for his birthday! (I'm guessing he did since he had two slices yesterday.)
Go bake a pie or something. It'll be fun. : ) OH! And the recipe I used was a combination of the recipes located HERE for the whipped topping recipe with that scandalous rum in it and HERE for the filling recipe I used. I'm sure the crust recipes on either site would have been great but like I said I had one pre-made so I used it up!
