Chocolate Bourbon Pecan Pie: Project 2 for Cleanin out the Kitchen

pieRecipe: A bittersweet chocolate pecan pie with bourbon in a homemade butter pie crust.

Tonight I’m going to a Friendsgiving (yay for multiple opportunities to eat turkey!) and I wanted my contribution to use various items in my kitchen, given my now current week-long move (WOO). I also wanted an opportunity to try out a new crust recipe fromĀ  my friend, Mitch. So, with that in mind, I decided to make a chocolate bourbon pecan pie. My family was never a pecan pie family, which, it turns out, is a HUGE mistake, and I had never even heard of one with chocolate and bourbon, but since I had both of those ingredients on hand, this seemed like a must-do option.



November 16, 2013. Bourbon, Chocolate, Pecan, Pie. Leave a comment.

Pear Pie (Or, let’s pretend like we’re back in good ol’ Indiana)

Recipe: Pear pie.

Tomorrow at work the Health Care team is having a diversity lunch where everyone is supposed to bring in a dish that either represents their culture or that they had frequently growing up. Last year, I brought in my Grandma Conklin’s Gingerbread – seriously can’t get enough of that stuff. This year, I went back and forth about what I wanted to bring, but finally settled on the perfect option: pear pie.


June 8, 2011. Pear, Pie. Leave a comment.

Chocolate Pudding Pie – Never not a good idea!

Recipe: A chocolate pudding covered in hand-whipped cream in a buttery, flaky crust.

Recently, I’ve been reminded of various events from my childhood in Indiana. The county fair took place over this past weekend and, although I was never in 4H, I remember my Dad would take my sisters and me to look at the animals and the crafts the 4Hers had done. Likewise, the Fort Wayne Three Rivers Festival was a few weeks ago and, while it’s been years since I’ve been, I know the week’s events by heart and still miss going to see the parade on the first Saturday morning, followed by a walk around all of the sidewalk chalk art, and then a trip to junk food alley for elephant ears…. oh sweet, delicious elephant ears….

As I’ve recently started attending church again with some regularity, I remember Sundays and coming home from church to a lovely roast being pulled out of the oven, perfectly cooked, ready to be put on the Sunday dining room table for a family meal. The entire day’s events are memorable in fact, and until I was in my teens, Sundays were always the same. They started with my Dad fireman carrying me out of bed to the breakfast table (I despised getting up early – just ask my younger sister. I think she was terrified of me until recently because of my evil, still-need-sleep pre-teen and teen self… yikes! and, sorry Jill!) But we’d always have a home cooked breakfast, head off to church, then come home from for our family lunch. And this lunch, especially in the fall, often ended with my Mom’s specialty – pie.


July 27, 2010. Chocolate, Pie. 1 comment.