Although it’s been 3 weeks since I last posted I want you to know that it’s Thanksgiving and I’m giving thanks for this little blog. It keeps me sane sometimes, even though I don’t give it all the care and feeding it’s been used to all these years. Still, I couldn’t let the holiday pass without pie. Sour Cream Brown Sugar Pie.
I can’t remember who introduced me to Brown Sugar Pie. I’ve had so many versions that they all seem to run together in my mind. There’s the version made with cream, and the improved version made with buttermilk. I even recall a version so delicious that my host (and my date for the evening), after cutting a tiny slice for me, proceeded to demolish the rest of the pie straight from the tin. “Damn fine pie” I recall him mimicking from a Twin Peaks quote popular at the time.
In this version, I combined both ideas and made mine with sour cream. The sweet and sour tang seems to fit my mood and the mood of the holiday we’re about to celebrate.
Thanksgiving Sour Cream Brown Sugar Pie
It’s Thanksgiving and I have to wonder, can you carve a turkey without a knife? Could cranberries be weaponized? Do basters ever get shoved where the sun don’t shine? You don’t need a crystal ball to see that this holiday is going to be contentious for some families. Sure, there’s always been that drunk uncle (usually me) who pushes the political envelope a little too loudly. But this year a lot of tables are going to be elbow-to-elbow in “drunk uncle” bravado and there’s plenty of topical fuel to exacerbate the sparring. Especially if you find yourself a blue sheep in a mostly red flock (or vice versa).
Thank God there’s (damn fine!) Sour Cream Brown Sugar Pie this year. I may just eat it straight from the tin. GREG