My husband is not much of a dessert person, but he makes an exception for peanut butter pie.
He first tasted it at a diner called Little Sandy’s in Deep Creek, Maryland, where he used to vacation every year with his family. When we vacationed with them in 2008, I got to taste it and finally understood. IT IS AMAZING.
I wanted to make it myself, but all the recipes call for cool whip (disgusting), scalded milk (too much work), or both. So I made my own.
I made one for Will’s birthday yesterday, and it was a huge hit. In the interest of being able to repeat the performance next year, I wrote up the recipe, which you can download as a PDF here.