I had a weird craving for some pecan pie lately. Don’t ask me why, I just did. Anyway, we happen to have the little mini’s in our vending machine at work. I made the mistake of having one. It was absolutely awful! The only thing that compared to the real thing was the sweetness. I guess I should have expected that. lol The crust was dry, the filling was overly thick, and the pecans didn’t really taste like pecans at all.
I guess the only way to get my fill is to just break down and make one. I absolutely love pecan pies. Being from the South, I guess that is a given. I don’t know what the hell possessed me to think I could get it out of a machine. lol
Now, if I can just get Whataburger to open a restaurant in SF, my life would be complete!
I never understood the desire for these . . . at all. And now all I think about them is "It can get soupy!"
If you like chocolate too, I have a recipe for Chocolate Pecan Pie you might like. Dark chocolate., pecans, a touch of bourbon….
Aren't cravings usually associated with pregnancy….?