Pineapple Pie is another one of my grandma’s famous desserts. Whenever I mention it to someone who hasn’t had it, I always wonder what kind of mental pictures they get. A pie crust full of steaming pineapple rings? Ugh. No wonder they make faces at me.
This is what goes through my head . . .
thick, creamy, pineapple-y filling topped with a toasted meringue. Good hot or cold, for dessert or for breakfast, or the middle of the night. I would definitely eat this in a box. Or with a fox. (As long as he didn’t sneak into my half.)
My grandma quit asking me what dessert I want her to make when we visit. She just makes one of these. Sometimes two. One for me and my grandpa and the other one for everyone else. :)