Grammy Tietz’s Pistachio Pie in the Sky

August 15, 2008 · Filed under it's all about me (yikes) · Tagged allergies, dairy, dessert, pistachio pudding pie

just try it, yes you will like it, just one little bite

Whenever Marc is gone I get the overwhelming taste for the forbidden foods of my youth. He has all these namby pamby allergies that keep him from eating the stuff I grew up on, my mom’s best casseroles, polish sausage, and DAIRY. Because the Easons love dairy. Now I’m a Fosse and as such I duly (and truly) love sushi and salsa, but still…mmmm…Pistachio Pie!

40 Ritz crackers (crushed in a gallon zip lock with a rolling pin)

1/2 cup sugar

1 stick of butter melted

Mix 1st three ingredients and press into a 9″x13″ pan (reserve 1/4 cup to sprinkle on top if you like) (I like)

With an electric mixer on low, combine:

2 packages pistachio pudding

2 cups of milk

1 quart of vanilla ice cream, softened

Pour mixture over the cracker crust, chill in fridge, serve

Whatever you think when you read this, I promise it’s good. Maddie, Katie, and I polished off an entire confection in the last two days. We arm wrestle for the corner pieces where the crust is thicker.

You know what else happens when Marc’s gone? I have no place to sleep.

It’s so sad and lonely in my big empty bed, so I went to sleep with Ellie, but she is squishy and kickish, and her mattress is really only comfortable if you weigh under 70 lbs.

So I got in bed with Jonathan, but gag, he smelled like unwashed little boy who had been jumping on the tramp all day so I had to get out! Memo to self: make son wash.

Katie is out because her bed is a twin plus it’s covered in all the hypo-allergenic mattress covers and whatnot that make me feel like I am slipping out.

That leaves Maddie which is actually pretty good for me, but she is a snot and doesn’t like parental company in bed. Oh sure, Ellie can snuggle in at 3 a.m. saying she’s scared but I just get the stink eye.

Honey, come home. I’ve had enough dairy.

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