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Once about a cup of the mixture is incorporated, pour all of the egg yolk mixture back into the original saucepan and place back on the heat.

Turn heat to medium temperature and stir constantly until the mixture is bubbling and has thickened substantially. In a medium saucepan, combine sugar, flour, and salt, whisking to combine.Allow to cool completely prior to filling crust. If your edges brown before the bottom is baked, make a pie collar from aluminum foil to protect them from further cooking. Crimp edges and blind bake your crust in the oven for about 20 minutes or until the edges and bottom of crust have turned golden brown.

(Note: this recipe will not fill a deep dish pan). Roll out pie dough and into a standard 9″ pie pan. So here’s to you.Ĭlick here for my recipe for perfect pie crust! Print And if no one has told you recently, I feel pretty certain you’re worth celebrating too. Share a toast or a word or meal in honor of something or someone and call it a party. Even if not with banana coconut chocolate cream pie, celebrate in some way. I challenge you to celebrate something today. It’s nothing fancy, but banana coconut chocolate cream pie is a perfect fit for my super Southern man-friend’s taste buds, so I’m overjoyed to make it for him.

Just a few bananas sliced on the bottom of a pie shell, topped with creamy layers of chocolate, coconut, and whipped cream. Today’s recipe, banana coconut chocolate cream pie, is a mash-up of my husband’s favorite desserts: pudding, chocolate, and pie. Celebrating Brett is a lot like celebrating the life we’ve been given together, so this pie feels a lot like home. Sharing love and appreciation for our days on earth and the people we spend them with is a gift and it’s one that I want to open and reopen and recognize as often as possible. I want to be known for the joy and love and frosting that comes with celebrating life’s moments. I want my life to be marked by celebration. Wouldn’t our days on earth feel so much more remarkable if each one had a celebration of sorts? If we found joy in the ordinary and extraordinary moments alike? I love a celebration.īut, really, shouldn’t we all? Don’t we all have someone or something worth celebrating? Even if not a husband or a birthday, surely we all know of a life or a day that deserves special recognition- someone or something that is worth a slice of pie or a handwritten note or a small token of love and gratitude.

I love the pop of a champagne bottle and the clinking of bubble-filled glasses and the exchange of smiles and laughter from across a dinner table. I love picking out the perfect card and wrapping gifts in paper printed with ice cream cones or dogs wearing shoes. I love birthdays for the cake and the candles and the confetti. While I probably say “I love _” too frequently on this little bloggie, I really do love birthdays. Today marks the first day of the 36th year of my husband’s life. Birthdays, along with with Christmas, Auburn game days, and Friday morning donut runs, are a big deal in our house. This is more than a banana coconut chocolate cream pie.