You want to know what a really bad idea sounds like? Of course you do! It sounds like this:
Be home all alone with your really friendly, non-protective corgi and then binge-watch The Jinx. You know, that documentary about the rich murderer who dismembered his neighbor, along with a few other people. I’m not sure you can exist in the world and NOT know about this series. The news of him being arrested is everywhere. But even with him in jail, watching that show all by yourself, in a creaky old apartment is a recipe for a very terrified Adrianna. NO BUENO.
You want to know what a really good idea sounds like? Yes you do! This pot de creme. Girl. It’s good.
Thanksgiving is all about pie. But if you can believe it, there are people out in the world that dislike pie. I know many of them; they prefer cake or cookies or ice cream. While part of me would like to talk all sorts of trash on them, I sort of get it.
I used to dislike fruit pies and would skip the fruit part all together and just dip the crust in whipped cream. That was before I learned that there are apples in the world that should be baked and others that should never ever be touched with heat. This made the world of difference.
Because these people who hate pie exist, I wanted to give you an alternative. This persimmon pudding is like a spongy cake with hot salty and sticky toffee sauce poured on top. It’s warm and soft and salty and sweet and ahhh! I made this a couple times and each time I was like, This might be better than apple pie!
Sometimes when I say “pie” in my head, I actually say it in Paula Deen’s voice and say “piiiii-aaaahh.” I have no idea why. Mainly because when I’m all by myself saying things in other accents entertains me more than not. Also, Paula Deen’s voice is kind of hilarious. I used to think she was faking it…that was until I met her a few years ago for a job I was on and it was then when I realized that she’s totally real. Everything. It’s not an act. She’s a woman obsessed with butter and mayonnaise and putting a hamburger in between two doughnuts. I dunno…all I can say is that in real life she’s Paula…which is both relieving and scary all at the same time.
Back to piii-ahhh…I had been dreaming of some sort of pretzel crust for months. I’m obsessed with all things salty at the moment. I have no idea what’s wrong with me. First, there was the giant peanut butter thing with big flakes of sea salt on top; then just a few days ago there were salty vanilla cookie things. Though a little random, I think this recent, little obsession is proving to be delicious.