Peanut Butter Pie PFR

My number one goal on my spring break, besides reading for fun, relaxing, etc., was to eat some pie. I mean, I was going to the South, right? And pie is a part of Southern food equation.

I scoured our guidebooks and decided that we had to go to Poogan's Porch and eat some of their peanut butter pie. My travel companions were up to the task. Poogan's was named after a neighborhood dog, which we all thought was a good omen. We sat in the back light-filled room, with cheery green walls and stuffed ourselves silly. Some how we made room for our pie.

My guest judge was my hostess for the week, my friend Cindy. She had a lot to share with you, dear readers, about her particular qualifications for this task. She doesn't like pumpkin pie or fruit pie, but prefers pecan pies. She is also an avid peanut butter lover, in fact she said she is interested in incorporating peanut butter in desserts. Sounds perfect, right? Plus, she's a Pi Phi.

Cindy said, "It is not as rich as I imagined, which I enjoy." She thought that the nutty topping would be better, but I liked it. She liked how it was cold. (I left out the bit about her love for all thing ice cream, too.) Krista, another of our friends, found the texture like ice cream.

The crust was very thin, so we did not know how to judge it. It had, in my opinion, amazing tasting cream piped at the edge of the pie. It was great with coffee. Cindy gave it a 4 out of 5. I gave it closer to a five.

If you go to Charleston, go to Poogan's. Trust me.

(Photos courtesy of Dana (top) and Krista (pie). We ate at Poogan's the day I lost my digi.)

Comments

[Nan]

Looks like you found a winner, Claire! That pie would never fly over here, but luckily I don't have to wait too long to return to the land of peanut butter (and peanut butter and chocolate) sweets. Not that that's a good enough reason to go home.

[Kathleen Maher]

The crust was so thin you didn't know how to judge it?
I'm not sure either, but the whole thing sounds delicious.