You ever eat something so good that you start cussing? Because that’s exactly what happened after my sweety and I savored every buttery, flaky bite of these delicious and adorable little pies. We stared each other down and shook our heads in decadent disgust as we devoured every bite — cussing each other out in the most romantic way possible. The sheer frustration that possessed us both let me know that this is one of those treats I’d have to make quite often, just to keep balance in our home.
Before you freak out and automatically assume you cannot possibly make this delicious bounty of all-American greatness, just hear me out. I am not an awesome pie-maker. It’s one of the things I kinda steer clear from because I know how much “technique” is involved, and its so easy to screw up despite how seemingly simple it is…right?