Just so we’re clear… I’m not from Kentucky. I’ve never even been there. But I love Kentucky Derby Pie.
I was first introduced to this heavenly concoction by a neighbor, who actually is from Kentucky. Her broad, half-Samoan sons all played high school football, and to raise the money necessary to fund this activity, the sons would go door to door in the neighborhood, selling her famous homemade Kentucky Derby Pies.
They made a killing. The entire subdivision was waiting with baited breath for football season to begin. Or, I might just be assuming that, because that’s the way I felt. I gladly spent every dollar in my wallet on those pies.
Oh, and?… my pie was still warm when it was delivered!! I wish that woman would have some more football playing sons to sell me derby pies.
Oh, the heavenly aroma of chocolate chips and pecans in a flaky pie crust!