Old Fashioned Peanut Butter Pie
It didn’t matter if my Grandaddy had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, he had no intention of dying from it…
Old Fashioned Peanut Butter Pie
Todays tangent hasn’t got a whole lot to do with peanut butter pie except that in the end of my tangent, there is something awfully good to be learned – and in the end of making this peanut butter pie there is something awfully good to eat, so both end very well.
My Grandaddy is someone I try not to talk about much in public because he will always be a very tender subject to me. You’ll read more about him in the last chapter of my book where I go into detail about the type of person he was and why he meant so much to me. In the grand scheme of things, though, Grandaddy was no different from the rest of my family, a consistent positive attitude of gratitude towards life.
Grandaddy built rocket engines and tested them in firing pits most of his adult life and enjoyed each day of his job. Still, when he retired he had a lot of people thinking he’d miss it and have a hard time adjusting to the change. Grandaddy always met such concern with his usual wit and used to say “Lots of folks told me I’d have a hard time getting used to being retired. I retired on Friday, by Monday morning I was used to it.”
You ever see folks whose faces are all pinched up like they are just waiting for an opportunity to complain or find fault in something? My grandaddy was just the opposite. He was one of those folks who was always ready to smile, laugh, and tell a joke. One glance could tell you that about him, too.
But a career testing rockets doesn’t exactly bode well for a body’s state of health and my grandaddy was one of the first among his former co-workers to be diagnosed with cancer, on his birthday no less. He took it with such stride that one by one, as his co workers each received their diagnosis, they always turned to him with their fears and worries over the toll of the disease. “Jay, they say they don’t know how much longer I got left. Reckon how much longer you got?” Grandaddy got questions like this a lot and his answer was always the same “Aw, I got lots of time, I’m not planning on dying from this. I’m gonna live a long time. I still got lots of fishing to do”.
I’ll never forget that first Christmas. The doctors told us to have ours early because Grandaddy wouldn’t be with us come December. So we had a bittersweet holiday celebration in November…and spent the next several years teasing Grandaddy about the lengths he went to in order to get his presents early that year.
At a time when his friends were taking to their beds, he and my grandmother finally built their dream house on the little piece of riverfront land they’d owned for as long as I could remember and moved to a town in Alabama known as “A Fisherman’s Paradise”. When the chemotherapy made him too weak to walk to the river, he bought a four wheeler and would park it right by the front door to ride down and fish off the pier several times a day with his trusty labrador, Sweetie.
Grandaddy did just what he planned on doing, he lived a long life, outliving the doctors expectations by many years and, sadly, outliving his friends as well. He had times of extreme health, where he’d gain weight and set off traveling with my grandmother. Sometimes he’d have to get treatments again and spend a little time in the hospital, where the nurses always left his room laughing and looked forward to seeing him again on their next shift.
I’ll never forget a doctors visit he told me about once. There was a man about his age in there obviously nervous and grandaddy got to talking to him. Turns out, he’d just been diagnosed. After hearing my Grandaddy had been diagnosed over ten years prior he asked him “What did you do when you found out? ”
“What do you mean what did I do?” Grandaddy had asked.
“I mean, did you get your will in order, did you make arrangements for your funeral?”
Grandaddy looked surprised at the man and shook his head with a smile at remembering that birthday all those years ago when a doctor had told him that he had terminal cancer. “Naw, I ain’t planning on dying from this.”
Grandaddy lived his long life and he got his fishing in, just like he had always planned.
A man who was told he was dying by years end spent the next decade showing us all a thing or two about living.
And while you’re living, lets celebrate. You don’t need a birthday or special occasion because you being alive and having folks to love is reason enough to do something special for them.
Today, I’m gonna make mine a peanut butter pie and I’m gonna bake it with a head and heart full of appreciation for how wonderful my life is because they’re in it and the knowledge that life is not just good, life is wonderful and so worth living. That’s how my Grandaddy did it.
You’ll need: Confectioner’s sugar, peanut butter, milk, white sugar, a little salt, vanilla, cornstarch, and eggs.
You’ll also need a deep dish pie shell and go ahead and bake that.
Place your peanut butter and confectioner’s sugar in a small bowl.
Now moosh it together with a fork. Moosh, moosh, moosh.
You’re just kinda mixing it all up here, cutting the sugar into the peanut butter.
After a few minutes it is gonna look like this.
Now taste a pinch of it because that stuff is Goo-ooo-ood!
Sprinkle about half of that into the bottom of your baked pie crust.
Oh, the bowl I’m using today is a vintage Pyrex one in a pattern called “New Dot”. They are pretty hard to find, especially the large green one. You can find the blue one all over the place, it seems. Took me about a year to get a whole set of these. Aren’t they pretty?
My little loveseat in the background has a a new polka dot cushion and pillows on it, too. I went to a store last week because my cushions were in pitiful shape and I hit paydirt when I found these pretty lime ones on clearance. $12 a cushion! Weeeeee!
Now we gotta make our custard to go in our pie. You can call it a pudding if you prefer.
Oh goodness gracious I love a good homemade pudding/custard thingiemawhoseit!
Place your milk into a sauce pot and add your sugar.
Add a dash of salt
This is supposed to be a teaspoon of vanilla.
As you can tell that is a pretty generous teaspoon! ~giggle~
I never actually measure out my vanilla anyways. I just give it a little pour and figure what is meant to be in there will get in there! This is kind of a way of leaving the vanilla content in God’s hands. ~winks~
Add in your corn starch.
Now we’re gonna separate our eggs, putting the white in a bowl and putting the yolk in our custard.
Make sure you don’t get any yolk in your egg whites because we’re gonna make a meringue out of that in just a few minutes here and it won’t make if there is any yolk in it.
You can get fancy little egg separators that let you just dump the whole egg in there and it separates it for you but I just crack my egg in the middle and hold a half of it carefully to let the white slip right off, then I pour the yolk into the other half and gently tilt it to let the remaining white (if there is any) get in the bowl as well.
Next time you’re making scrambled eggs, give this a try (because you’re going to mix them up anyway so it doesn’t matter if you don’t do it right) and with a little practice you’ll be separating eggs using just the shell like a pro!
I’ve started letting Katy Rose crack open the eggs for recipes ever since she said “Mama, when I grow up do you think I’ll be big enough to crack eggs?” Well goodness, I had no idea it was a life dream of hers! So I started letting her do it and she is getting better but goodness do we have a mess. It is fun, though, seeing her look of delight as she cracks that egg with all the grace and finesse of a bull in a china shop. The first few were more like little egg grenades but she has since become much more gentle with it and I always brag on her regardless (and pick out the pieces of shell when she isn’t looking!).
Put your yolks into the pot as well.
Give that a good stir with a whisk.
Put this over medium heat and stir with a whisk until thickened, about ten minutes or so. STAY WITH IT as it will scorch and it will thicken up REALLY quick, usually when you are about to the point where you are wore slap out from dealing with it and ready to give up the ghost.
Okay so it isn’t that long but when you have things to do it feels like it.
This is a poor example of a pic because of all of the bubbles from my vigorous stirring but when it gets thicker, you can tell by dipping a spoon in it and seeing if it coats the back.
Imagine a smooth and creamy coating on the back of this spoon. If you have a hard time imagining that, squint your eyes a bit as you look at the photo and that should help.
Now we’re going to pour our yummy homemade pudding over the peanut butter crumbles in the pie shell.
Glory Be, isn’t that pretty?
Time to make our meringue! Place your egg whites in a mixing bowl.
Beat until gooooood and foamy, then add your additional sugar.
Then beat until soft peaks form. You can tell it is a soft peak when you pull the mixer up and it forms a point that falls slightly back a bit, like the loop on the top of a Dairy Queen ice cream cone.
Okay so I didn’t stop at soft peaks here because I was busy with the kids. ~shrugs~ It happens. My meringue has stiff peaks now but we’ll make do just fine, won’t we?
If I had soft peaks it would spread all nice-ified but now we gotta force it a bit but it still works. Your goal is to spread the meringue over the entire pie, being sure to seal at the edges (make sure it touches the pie crust all around).
Whenever you do something like get distracted and end up with stiff peaks instead of soft, I want you to picture some sweet granny shaking her head with a grin “Hon, it don’t make no nevermind, still gonna taste jes as good”
She’s right.
Now sprinkle the rest of your peanut butter crumbles over the top of the pie.
Like so.
Try not to eat it now because as good as it looks and smells, its about to be even better.
Bake that in a 325 degree oven for about thirty minutes.
The only thing that would make this pie any prettier is a sweet granny holding it and smiling with twinkles in her eyes.
Refrigerate for several hours before serving. DIG IN!
Old Fashioned Peanut Butter Pie
Ingredients
- 9inch deep dish pie shell
- 1 Cup confectioner's sugar
- 1/2 cup peanut butter
- 2 cups milk
- 2/3 cup sugar
- dash salt
- 1 tsp vanilla
- 3 eggs, separated
- 4 tablespoons corn starch
- 1/4 cup sugar (for meringue)
Instructions
- Bake empty pie shell according to directions. In a small bowl, place confectioner's sugar and peanut butter. Cut sugar into peanut butter with a fork until mixture is crumbly. Place half of mixture in bottom of baked pie shell, reserve remainder.
- In large saucepot, place egg yolks, milk, 2/3 cup sugar, vanilla, salt, and cornstarch. Cover over medium to medium low heat until thick, stirring constantly. Pour over peanut butter in pie crust.
- Beat egg whites until foamy, add sugar. Continue beating until soft peaks form. Spread over top of pie, being careful to seal at edges. Sprinkle remainder of peanut butter crumbles over top of pie.
- Bake at 325 for thirty minutes. Refrigerate for several hours before serving.
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Ingredients
- 9inch deep dish pie shell
- 1 Cup confectioner's sugar
- 1/2 cup peanut butter
- 2 cups milk
- 2/3 cup sugar
- dash salt
- 1 tsp vanilla
- 3 eggs, separated
- 4 tablespoons corn starch
- 1/4 cup sugar (for meringue)
Instructions
- Bake empty pie shell according to directions. In a small bowl, place confectioner's sugar and peanut butter. Cut sugar into peanut butter with a fork until mixture is crumbly. Place half of mixture in bottom of baked pie shell, reserve remainder.
- In large saucepot, place egg yolks, milk, 2/3 cup sugar, vanilla, salt, and cornstarch. Cover over medium to medium low heat until thick, stirring constantly. Pour over peanut butter in pie crust.
- Beat egg whites until foamy, add sugar. Continue beating until soft peaks form. Spread over top of pie, being careful to seal at edges. Sprinkle remainder of peanut butter crumbles over top of pie.
- Bake at 325 for thirty minutes. Refrigerate for several hours before serving.
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Ok. I had a whole other pie planned for tonight but suddenly, I find myself checking our peanut butter supply instead!
Becky, you are so sweet! Lucky family you have! ~hugs~
I LOVE your cushions and your bowls! Your pie looks wonderful too!
Thank you so much, Julie!
Makes me wish I liked peanut butter!
lol. You know Bill, I’m not a big peanut butter person myself. I mean, it’s not bad , but i don’t ever wake up and say “mmm, GOTS ta have me some peanut butter!”.
But Bill…this is soooooooooooooooooooooo good
Oh.. I wonder what it would be like with a graham cracker or chocolate cookie crust/shell? Hmm….. May have to experiment with the dadster..
I thought you said you didn’t like peanut butter….
~giggles~
I think that I recall someone saying that her family has allergies to peanuts, so I’m wondering if Nutella would work in place of the peanut butter for her.
Me, I’m a PB fan for life.
I think Nutella would work great in place in this, if they aren’t allergic to Hazelnuts. I love Nutella, so much that I can’t have it in my house because it is toooooooooo good!!! lol
My husband and kids go through so much peanut butter it ain’t even funny!! lol
Gratefully,
Christy
Almond butter is a good peanut butter substitute….for most. Tastes great and doesn’t contain the same allergens as peanuts.
Look for Sun Butter. You can check their website for stores near you. I found it in Kroger with the (gasp) health food. It is like peanut butter, but made with sunflower seeds instead. My son has tree nut allergies. So, I am trying to introduce this instead. I like it. I’ll have to make it in something that he doesn’t see coming. I think he has just balked at the recipes so far because he knows I’m using a fake … even though he has never had peanut butter.
Makes me wish I really liked meringue!
If you like, just leave that off, cover it in foil and bake according to directions. Let it cool and then top with whipped topping and sprinkle pb crumbles over that. It’ll be great!
Gratefully,
Christy
I grew up with my dad calling meringue “calf slobber”, therefore I didn’t eat it. He was also kind enough to take it off my pie for me. Talk about dumb. I must have been 14 before I figured out he really liked meringue and was just trying to get mine. Too late. Now I’m a dyed in the wool whipped topping fan, but there’s always somebody at the table willing to take my “calf slobber”.
Not a meringue fan and I actually think your dad got it right! It reminds me of my calf’s slobber too!! Too funny!
Ohhhh so that’s the pie from the photos! Looks scrumptious.
It was so funny, Su! I had two pieces left. I used one when we were filming the commercial and I ended up taking a bite on camera. Soon as I was done I said “I know this is odd but if anyone doesn’t mind eating after me you can have this pie here.”
Two men ate that one…then I got the last piece out and two others ate it! THEN another one ate the scraps right out of the pie dish with a spoon!!
hehehe
Well they definitely know good food when they see it!
Your tangent about your Grandfather is inspiring and heartwarming. It reminds me of my mother, who, 18 years ago was diagnosed with Mulitple Sclerosis. Despite her few “little rough days,” as she calls them, she never has an ounce of negativity in her.
I pray that when negativity or a complaint edges towards the tip of my tongue, that I’ll be reminded of such wonderful folks we have in our lives… and how much I have to be thankful for.
Thanks so much for your message, and the pie looks great too!
Nicole, your Mama is such a wonderful person, I can tell it already! What an inspiration to us all. Please give her a big old (but gentle) hug from me next time you see her.
You are right, we have so much to be thankful for!!
Thank YOU For sharing one more shining example of how to live with us!
Gratefully,
Christy
Beautiful post!!!
Thank you so much, Leslie!
Touching story! It reminds us all to live life, not sit it out waiting to die. I imagine there is a lot we could learn from your grandfather.
As for the pie….*sigh* I don’t know what you do but somehow you always seem to do the recipes I would just die for!! Now I’m going to HAVE to make this tonight! Seriously!! I’m going out after work to get the ingredients I don’t already have! hehe
Thank you Christy for sharing a bit more of your life with us. I have learned a great many thing from you and your family and feel like I leave this site each time either highly entertained or a bit enlightened….and sometimes both.
Michael, I wish I could make it for you!!!
Thank you for reading it and for your kindness. If you’re learning something from me, though, I kinda worry about you! hehehe
Gratefully,
Christy
CHRISTY, YOUR STORY BROUGHT TEARS FROM MY EYES AND ALSO REMINDED ME WHEN MY PAW PAW WAS GIVEN THE NEWS THAT HE HAD CANCER AND THEY GAVE HIM SIX MONTHS TO LIVE. HE LIVED FIVE YEARS AFTER DIAGNOSED. PAW PAW WAS A SON OF A PREACHER A VERY VERY GOOD MAN. HE WAS THE TYPE OF MAN THAT WOULD GIVE YOU THE SHIRT OFF HIS BACK WHERE HE KNEW YOU OR NOT. HE DIDN’T WANT HIS GRANDCHILDREN TO KNOW. AND WE DIDN’T. WHEN YOU CAME TO VISIT HIM YOU HAD TO SIT A SPELL AND HAVE COFFEE AND DESSERT OF COURSE HE LOVED HIS SWEETS AFTER A MEAL. MISS HIM ALOT ALONG WITH MY DAD, HE DIED AT THE AGE OF 56 AND MY PAW PAW 66. I WISHED YOU COULD HAVE MET HIM OUR PAW PAW’S COUKLD HAVE WENT FISHING TOGETHER.
A SOUTHERN PLATE FAN FOREVER,
THERESA
Oh Theresa, now we are even because your comment brought tears to my eyes!
I can tell your PawPaw was a wonderful man and I wish I had of known him, too, but I feel blessed just to know you and be able to hear about the kind of man he was. I know he and Grandaddy would have hit it off like two peas in a pod and we would have had a wonderful time cooking up that fish and eating it with them.
Isn’t life wonderful? What a legacy we have to uphold and what an honor to be the ones to carry on the memories of these great men.
Love you,
Gratefully,
Christy
It looks like it’d make your tongue slap your teeth right out ya mouth!
BUT wait I HATE calf slobber ( meringue) ewww and double yuck
Can it be made with out it? Please say yes I wanna make it for tonight
so a quick answer would be great as I’d have to go to the store for ingredients
Yes Ma’am! Its so funny to see someone other than my Mama call meringue Calf Slobber! hehehe
Check my response to Stephanie’s comment a few up for directions on making it with whipped cream instead.
Now I gotta call Mama and tell her you call it calf slobber too!
What an inspiring post about your Granddaddy and an awesome! I love PB so you know I’ll make this before the week’s out, if not before the days out! Thanks again!
Oh Christy, that sounds great w/ whopping cream!!! I may be trying that! Thanks.
I left a word out…and an awesome recipe! I couldn’t type for thinking about that PB pie! woot
This sounds so RICH and YUMMMMMY! Can’t wait to try it. Christy, your granddaddy must have been a very special person in your life. I can almost “see” him as you tell stories about him. Thanks for sharing your wonderful family memories along with your recipes. It makes them even more meaningful.
Haha..oops! Whipping cream.
I’m with you and Bill, Christy…. not a huge peanut butter fan. My tastes are pretty much limited to Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups and peanut butter cookies. LOL
This looks really good, tho. I love custard and think it would keep the pie from being TOO peanut buttery.. if ya know what I mean.
Gonna add this to my “to do” list.
OH MY GOOD GRACIOUS ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just came back from the dentist and was told to ‘eat soft things’ for a day or so, well, I think this QUALIFIES BIG-TIME as a ‘soft thing’…I LOVE peanut butter, just LOVE it! AND I LOVED my grandfather, he was a sweet, wonderful, warm,loving man…he went to the hospital for his check-up( he was a diabetic from a child) and drove himself there and was fine and dandy, his doc told him to get up on the table and he would be back in a few minutes and when he came back, Papa was dead…now THAT is a way to go…I love you Papa and I miss you every day of my life…it’s been 35 years and I miss him still, and he would have LOVED this pie!! Thanks Christy for EVERYTHING you do…Hugs from Canada, Debbe
Great recipe… even greater story behind it! Thanks for sharing!
Christy, make sure you tell mama that I’m not from the south at least not in this life ~giggle~ I am born & raised in Missouri but everyone say’s I talk funny. I love all southern cookin I’m a grits, greese, (bacon) & gravy kind of girl
off to the store for stuff to make peanut butter pie tonight.
Mel
Hey Christy… got a question for you.
I just remembered that I have some reduced fat peanut butter in my pantry. Don’t ask me how that got in there, because I would never knowingly buy such a thing. LOL We aren’t eating it, so I was wondering if you think it would be okay to use up in this pie? It won’t mess the recipe up, will it?
Thanks…
~Karen
Hey! I think it would do just fine!
Love the story of not knowing how it got in there. Lol.
There are two items in my pantry that regularly get shoved to the back…. the reduced fat peanut butter and the sugar free pancake syrup. LOL
I have no idea how either of those items ever made it into my house. Either I was sleep walking when I bought groceries… or someone snuck them in there and won’t fess up.
Anywho…. made this pie last night. First of all…. that is the best custard recipe I’ve come across. It was so good I was licking the spoon and scraping the side of the pan. LOL
I got bumfuzzled assembling the pie and put my second batch of peanutbutter crumblies on top of the custard and the meringue on top of that… but it turned out great and tastes wonderful. A very rich pie, tho.
Thanks for another great recipe, Christy.
I loved the story behind the recipe. (sniff, sniff) The pie looks incredible, and I think I will make it for my family very soon.
Now, I consider myself to be southern. I have the drawl and say “ain’t” more than I should. However I have never, ever heard of meringue being called calf slobber. That one comment has given me a much, much needed laugh.
I loved your bowls so much (and they remind me of my great-grandmother who had the entire set and gave the littlest bowl to my momma) I won a set of 3 on eBay a few months ago. I was so excited!!! And your peanut butter pie sounds scrump-dilly-icious!
my new favorite post! love the family story and the Dairy Queen meringue hint, and the dumping of the vanilla and leaving it up to God… that reminds me of my grandmother and me making a video while cooking when I was about 10 years old and visiting her – we made bread dough for a bread machine – we were throwing stuff in and accidentally dumped about 1/4 cup of salt into it! She said “we just dump, and it’s good cookin’! ” lol Well in this particular case it was very salty bread – maybe not good cookin’, but good memories for sure. gosh don’t we miss ‘em.
This brought tears to my eyes! I miss my Grandaddy so much. There isn’t enough room in this little square for me to say everything I would love to say about him. Your stories are wonderful and touch my heart with each new post!
Oooohhhh, Christy! My hubby and kids are going to love that pie, but I don’t have any confectioner’s sugar – sob! I’m gonna’ have to wait until I can get to the store to make it!
Hello Christy! You are a delight and a bright spot on planet earth! Wish I could of had the joy of meeting your Grandfather. He was, I can easily tell, a man or rare wisdom, gentle strength, and fine character. Love you lots friend! Miss you!
Christy, You are not going to believe this, but last night as I tried to fall asleep, I remembered a pie my Mom used to make…..Yep this Peanut Butter Pie! She didn’t remember how she made it but it was so good. Thanks so much for the recipe. I’ll be making it for the weekend.And thanks for sharing about your Grandaddy, I too had a wonderful Grandaddy whom I loved dearly. He too was a joker and made me laugh. He was a hard working man who raised 5 children during the depression.My Grandmother was the light of his life and he did anything he thought make life easier for her. They were married 76 years and they were happy ones.I was with him when he passed away. A few minutes before he passed, I told him I loved him. He looked me in the eyes and held up two fingers. I took me a while to figure out why he held up two fingers, but it came to me that he was saying “I love you “two” That is one of my most treasured memories. Thanks for sharing your memories. Aren’t we lucky to have such wonderful men in our lives?
I appreciate this post for two reasons. First I must make this pie. Second, as a cancer survivor myself, I can really appreciate your grandaddies attitude. After after, attitude is indeed everything.
I just wanted to tell your grandpa seemed to be a great guy and we could all use his spirit in life…thanks for sharing.
Wow, I loved reading all the comments and loved your stories Christie. I passed this along to my sister it was so special. Thanks for such great memories.
Wish I’d known your Grandaddy!! What a wonderful legacy & lesson he left you all. Can’t wait to try to PB Pie; but the most important thing about this post today is the story you left us with. Not a dry eye here in MN!! Thank you Christy!!
Thank you for sharing such a touching & inspiring story about your grandfather. Attitude makes a huge difference in any circumstance!
This will be the next dessert recipe I make … I love peanut butter & “calf slobber” – @ Mel in Fl, thanks for sharing that story.
The story about your grandpa was so touching!!!
I’m going to make your pie and I’m going to use 2 cups of softened vanilla ice cream & 2 cups of cool whip instead of the pudding mixture. I’ll fold those two together and pour over the peanut butter mixture and sprinkle the rest of the crumbs on top of that and freeze for an ice cream pie! I’ll be using a Nilla crumb pie crust instead of heating my oven up on these HOT days…..I’ll let you know how it turns out… Hugs~~~~~~:)
Oh my gooness this pie looks soo yummy,cant wait too try it Christy
oh my goodness,this pie looks soo yummy
Oh, Christy! I love the story of your grandfather. What a brave man with a great outlook on life. You’re so lucky to have had people like him in your life as you grew up!
And that pie- THAT PIE looks SOOOOO good! Peanut butter pie is very special to my husband and me. We’re both fans of peanut butter and had already tried all the peanut butter pies sold at restaurants in town when we found a peanut butter pie recipe in one of those free booklets at the grocery store the first summer we were dating 4 1/2 years ago. We went home and made it that night, and have been making it ever since. We made a peanut butter pie together in honor of our 3rd anniversary of dating, and he proposed to me as we were eating it. Our new tradition is to make that pie on our dating anniversary! We just got married 2 weeks ago, and I suspect we’ll be making peanut butter pie forever. Now our recipe uses an Oreo crust, cream cheese, peanut butter, sugar, hot fudge and Cool Whip, but your recipe sure looks GOOD too and different! My husband loves meringue and was talking yesterday about how he’d like a lemon meringue pie. I was going to surprise him with one today, but I just might have to surprise him with a peanut butter meringue pie instead
I love peanut butter and this pie sounds wonderful!! Christy..you know I love your “tangents”! Thank you for sharing your Grandaddy with us today! What an example to us all!
Bountiful Blessings!!
Very sweet and uplifting memory about your grandfather. I’ve got to try this pie! Maybe tonight, if I have all the ingredients. Thanks!
A beautiful tribute to your grandpa. I enjoyed reading it. The peanut butter pie is a huge seller in the Amish restaurants. Everyone seems to love it.
Christy thanks for sharing your family with us .My Mom had this bowl and several other dishes you have. She was such a great southern cook and could put a huge meal with dessert for 12 or more on the table in less than an hour with no notice. I can cook ,but not with her speed. My Dad also called it calf’s slobbers,so I prefer cool whip or whipping cream. Can’t wait to try the pie. Hugs to your family for sharing you with us.
This very recipe is how my mother-in-law (from Indiana, so not a southern girl, although she does live in **southern** Indiana
), one of the best cooks I know, makes peanut butter pie. When my sister-in-law was diagnosed with cancer, she asked for this pie every single week until the very end, & my mother-in-law made sure she was never without the ingredients to make one & run it over to her house. The story about your grandfather was a lovely tribute – just reading it makes me want to try a little harder to remember to count my blessings each & every day. Thank you.
We also add about 1/2 cup peanut butter to the filling after it’s cooked and before pouring into the pie shell.
What a beautiful story about your Grandpa! Tissues needed please!!
I am going to make one of those pies and take to work. No one in my family likes P.B. except my son and I. I love the stuff. I will probably have to make a lot of pies if I take it to work for the nurses and housekeepers. If you don’t take enough for every single person , they pout…..
My DH was told he had 1-3 yrs. That was almost 5 yrs ago. He says “Don’t waste your cancer” meaning use it to help someone else. Use the fact that you have it to bring glory to God!! We would have loved your granddaddy. It’s amazing what “attitude” does for your health whether you have the dreaded “c” word or some other ailment.
Love your recipes, every one!
Oh-almost forgot. I made your Old Timey Butter Rolls last evening. They didn’t come out as “saucy” as yours. Almost all the milk absorbed and wasn’t runny. What did I do wrong? Love ya.
Christy-
I have been looking for a peanut butter custard pie recipe and could only find the no-bake ones with cream cheese in them. Now don’t get me wrong, those are good eat’ins too, but not quite what I was looking for. Will be baking this for Sunday supper this weekend. Your comment about Katy Rose’s desire to crake eggs reminded me of my 3-year-old’s question “mama what time am I going to get big?” “Why do you want to know that?” (Mama) “So my (I) can scoop da cat witter, wash dishes, and drive.” Now, when my girl refers to driving in this list she was speaking of the grocery buggy. I love kids that dream big!! I enjoy your website so! Take Care.
Your “tangents” are what keep me coming back to your site! Thanks for sharing not only your recipes, but your life with us as well. Your little comments about the preparation steps are helpful, too. I always want to give up before the custard thickens and always wonder how thick is thick enough. Now I know! The tip about how a soft peak is defined when you’re making meringue was helpful for me, too. I can identify with a reference to a DQ cone!
Thanks for being so down-to-earth and real!
This will be made Sunday! I love your website, you always have such great stories and the receipes are wonderful. I started coming to your site last Thanksgiving and now I’m here every other day looking for new receipes and ideas! Thanks so much Christy!!!