Nudge The Nest & Pray They Fly
We got a wii yesterday. Aubrey (5) and I got really into making miis for everybody in the family, including Baby Sadie (18mos). (A mii is an avatar, or image you make of yourself. You can choose different face shapes, eye color, etc. It is hilarious how much you can make a mii look like someone.)
At any rate, we were working on my mii, and I made myself super tall and skinny. Aubrey looked at me and said while laughing hysterically, “Momma, I think you need to be a little fluffier!”
I baked something today for the first time in a loooooong time. So long, in fact, I had to actually look for sugar and flour because I had no idea where they were. That’s pretty serious business for me. Anywho, one of my BFF’s (Heeeey Nat!) asked if I had a chocolate pie recipe and turns out I do! It’s my great-grandmother’s and it is dabomb.com. After I sent Nat the recipe, I got to thinking and I had to make it for myself. Then I figured if I was eating it, you prolly wished you were eating it.
I also realized after Michelle posted a link about Aunt LuLu on Facebook that I hadn’t done anything in awhile to really tick her off. If giving away my great-grandmother’s chocolate pie recipe won’t infuriate the Aunt LuLu’s of the world, I don’t know what will.
Here’s what you need:
one baked pie shell (pastry)
whipped cream to top
1c whole milk
1c sugar
2 TBS rounded cocoa
2 TBS rounded flour
1 lump of butter (a TBS)
1 TBS vanilla
3 egg yolks
Mix it together and cook in a double boiler until it thickens, while stirring often. (This takes awhile 10-15 minutes) Let the custard cool, then pour into pie shell. Refrigerate until chilled.
You can put meringue on it and bake it a little more (obviously BEFORE you chill it) if you want. I just chill it and serve it with whipped cream, because the Hubster says meringue reminds him of calf slobber. For realz. That’s what happens when you marry a country boy.
Tonight the Hubster and I went on a date, while I was getting ready all three girls were in the kitchen eating dinner. Sadie (19mos) has a tendency to stand up in her high chair, so I asked Aubrey (5) to keep an eye on Sadie and to yell for me if she started to stand up.
I went to my bathroom to fix my hair and makeup and after about 3 minutes, Aubrey popped her head in the doorway.
Me: Hey, whacha doing?
Aubrey: I need some more milk…don’t worry Momma! I told Emma(4) to keep her eye on Sadie!
(I was a little worried, let’s face it. Emma is not the most reliable babysitter around.)
Me: Okay, let’s go get it.
I hurried into the kitchen to make sure Sadie wasn’t bungee jumping out of her high chair.
Emma:I keeped-ed an eye on Sadie, Momma. And her didn’t get hurt-ed…
Aubrey: Sadie, are you okay?
Sadie nodded in her exaggerated baby way.
I tried not to laugh at their seriousness.
Aubrey: Okay, just checking! Momma? Momma?
Me: What?
Aubrey: I need milk.
She rolled her eyes at my lack of focus, and I got her milk.
Know anybody in Columbia, Mississippi?
Robin’s Chicks will be running in the paper there, The Columbian Progress, starting tomorrow for a 3 week trial run! If you know anyone in that area tell them to be sure and get a paper tomorrow!