About 33 years ago, only a couple of years into our marriage, I was still cooking a range of things, seeing what my husband liked and didn’t like. It was time to try Chocolate Meringue Pie.
Using my mother’s recipe, I spent the morning whipping up one of my all time favourite desserts. I halved the recipe, knowing it made a large pie that would feed 6 greedy or 8 well-behaved people. Come dinner time, I cut the pie into half, then one of those halves I cut into half again. It was delicious! After much discussion and temptation, we decided to leave the other half for the next day.
The following day, every time I opened the refrigerator door, I saw that pie. Finally I grabbed a knife and cut a small sliver off, and ate it. A bit later I cut another small sliver off and ate it. Next time I opened the refrigerator door, I could see that the pie was obviously not half a pie. Oh dear. Maybe I should just divide the rest of it and eat my share now. So I did that. By early afternoon, I was temped beyond endurance and sliced a tiny sliver off my husbands piece of pie. Next time I open the refrigerator, his piece of little pie sat there so forlorn and miniscule on that pie plate, I decided to just eat it. Then I felt bad. He’d been out working all day and was going to come home and expect chocolate pie after dinner. I couldn’t do that to him.
So for the next hour I was frantically busy, whipping up another chocolate pie. When it was done, I wondered how I would explain it. I shook my head, grabbed a knife, cut the pie in half and put one half on a plate. Over the next hour I ate that half of chocolate pie.
Come dinner time, he was none the wiser. But it was a long time before I made Chocolate Meringue Pie again. What did I learn? 1. It really wasn’t worth it. You know the saying, ‘too much of a good thing…’ 2. I’m easily tempted with nice food. 3. When you are aware of your weaknesses you can work on them.
I’m pleased to say that Chocolate Pie is safe in my refrigerator these days.
DJ
(c) DJ Stutley 2012
I know how you feel. I once bought a chocolate log secretly and ate the whole thing, hoping I’d never want any more again. It didn’t work!
LOL. Did you notice I used your wording – 4 greedy people or 6 well behaved – I’ll never forget that saying or Welsh Rarebit! And last weekend I actually did make it, and we were ‘2 greedy people’. It was the first time I’d made it, but it won’t be the last.
If it is that good, I think I need an invite to sample it for myself. Other than that how about the recipe? :-)
Next time I make it, I’ll save you a piece :) If you like it as much as we do, I’ll give you the recipe.
Me too, me too. Save me a slice :-)
Oh, my, DJ, how many times have I deprived myself of that ‘slice’ of pie for fear of ahem! too many calories. Just a sliver won’t hurt, now will it? Only to find out later the sliver led to another sliver than led to another sliver which resulted in, well, you know, the rest of the story. . . What memories this did bring back! Mine was cheesecake!
Ahh, I knew I wasn’t the only out there with a story like that! LOL. Glad you fessed-up :)
I have to confess along with Catnipoflife and Valerie. Mine, however, was a six-layer chocolate gateaux with fresh cream between the layers and chocolate ganache icing. It was enough for eight people. Yes, I ate it all by myself. I hid it under my bed and ate it over the next two days.
LOL What can I say… :) :)
You did it and I bet confession felt good. I want you to make one for me well share of course Beth
Beth, my friend, I’ll just have to make that pie now! Lyn will be here next month, and with Sandie, you and me, I can just see us eating a choclolate pie :)
I like the sound of that. Count me in, Mmmmmmmmm. :-)