I
have to begin by saying that I dislike coconut...well no, I hate
coconut. My mom swears I
used to love it. That is,
until I ate a whole coconut when I was five! Having
this knowledge should help you appreciate the love I …
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I
have to begin by saying that I dislike coconut...well no, I hate
coconut. My mom swears I
used to love it. That is,
until I ate a whole coconut when I was five! Having
this knowledge should help you appreciate the love I have for both
my mom and my nannie as I share my experience with coconut pie.
It was my
mom's birthday and I wanted to do something very
special. So, of course, I called my nannie for a
little help. "Oh, I know the
perfect thing! Let's bake
your mom a coconut pie!", said my nannie. To which I quickly
replied, "Nannie, coconut is gross!" Her reply was
simple, "But coconut is her favorite."
I decide
nannie was right and I needed to bake mom a coconut
pie. Nannie and I had a blast baking in her kitchen
and reminiscing on our favorite memories. Things were
going great. That is until it was time to open the bag of
coconut. I said to myself, "Well it can't be that
bad, I don't have to eat any."
Oh was I
wrong. As soon as I opened
the bag, the smell of coconut billowed out and I became a little
green around the gills...to say the least. Nannie
looked at me with such pity.
Of course she said she would finish for me, but I was determined
that I was going to conquer the coconut!
I managed to
finish the pie and was rather proud of myself. So,
off to mom's work we went. I
would love to say the trip was nice, nannie and I laughed more, but
that would be a lie. Oh no,
the trip was torture...for both nannie and myself.
The smell of
the coconut consumed my small car. I tried rolling
down my window, but that made it worse. I tried the
windows in the back but that didn't help either. The
only alternative was to roll down the window on nannie's side of
the car. I must mention here that nannie hates to
have her window down because it bothers her eyes. Not
knowing what to do, I pulled the car off to the side of the
road. Nannie put on my 'larger than they need to be'
sunglasses and determined she was ready to complete the
mission!
As we walked
through the door into mom's workplace, sweet nannie smiled at me as
her hair, blown by the wind, stuck straight up on her
head. Mom was surprised to see us, not because we had
the pie, but because of my green face and nannie's hair! After she
recovered from the shock of our appearance, mom realized we had
brought her the pie for her birthday.
As I stood,
well away from the smell, I smiled inside at the two amazing women
in front of me enjoying moms coconut pie. Although
getting to this moment was quite eventful, it was well worth
it.
Nannie's
Coconut Pie Recipe:
Ingredients:
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2tablespoons all-purpose flour
Directions:
and milk until well combined. Fold in coconut. Pour into prepared
pie crust.
completely before cutting.