Penelope’s Pie Shop 8
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“Well?” Biscuit demanded, her eyes wide with hunger as she dipped her paw casually into the coconut pie. Licking a large scoop of coconut cream and meringue off her fur, her tail twitched with curiosity. “What’s your brilliant idea? What are you going to do?”
“I can’t tell you,” Meg announced, her eyes glittering with wild excitement.
“What?” Biscuit bellowed, her fur prickling on end. “What do you mean? You can’t boast about a brilliant plan and not reveal it! That’s cruel.” She scooped another glop of the pie onto her paw, her green eyes blazing. “That’s beyond rude.”
“I can’t tell you because I don’t know what I’m going to do,” Meg explained.
“You just said you did.” Biscuit took an indignant lick, cream trembling on her whiskers. “You said you knew exactly what you wanted to do.”
“I do,” Meg replied. “I just don’t know how I’m going to do it. I’m going to need time. And help.” Her gaze darted toward the hopeful cookbooks, whose pages were twitching with excitement. A frantic scribbling across the chalkboard made her laugh.
Please tell me that we’re going to make a pie no one has ever seen. I was born for fame and fortune, you know. I was made for greatness.
“We are,” Meg reassured the chalkboard and cookbooks, a grin on her face. “We’re going to do something amazing. But first, we have to make a proper peanut butter ice cream pie for the princesses.” Bowls filled with peanut butter and ice cream immediately flowed from the hutch, swirling around the room.
I wonder what type of pie we should make for Penelope… the chalkboard mused.
Meg laughed as the cookbooks’ suggestions for a pie filled the air: a drizzle of honey by the oven, a cup of berries hovering around the lamp on the counter, blocks of caramel that looked like a dentist’s nightmare. Draping an apron over her dress, Meg tied back her hair and began pulling cookbooks off the shelf. “Let’s get started, shall we?”
“You handle the pies,” Biscuit informed her, her green eyes focused on the coconut cream pie that was half devoured. “I’ll focus on clean up.” Purring with bliss, she dove face first into the remaining coconut cream pie.
For the rest of the afternoon and night, Meg worked on pies. The kitchen was filled with singing and laughter backed to the rustle of cookbook pages. Ingredients hummed around the kitchen, appearing at her slightest whim. The chalkboard had gone hoarse with suggestions, scribbling with only the tiniest nub of chalk left. Biscuit, whose pie laden belly was a sight of it’s own, slept for eight solid hours. She didn’t even bother to wash the cream off her face or paws. Though Meg would have never told her, she looked like a kitty Santa Claus with her beard of meringue and mittens of cream.
When the sun rose, the bell over the door announced new customers looking for breakfast and lunch pies. Meg assisted them all cheerfully as the cookbooks in the back worked overtime. Biscuit curled up in the shop window as the shop buzzed with activity and happy diners. The bell rang again. Meg looked up to see the three young girls in the doorway. Once again, they were dressed as princesses.
“We’re here!” the first princess announced.
“Just like we promised,” the second princess said.
“Where’s the peanut butter ice cream pie?” the third one asked, pulling a fork out of her puffy, sequin-covered sleeve.
“And don’t worry if it doesn’t taste like the one the Shabby Princess makes,” the second princess said kindly.
“It’s almost an impossible feat,” the first princess admitted.
Her eyes twinkling, Meg pulled out the pie and set it on the table. She handed the girls some forks and stepped to the side. “I’ll go get you some milk and glasses,” she said, trying not to smile. It was all she could do not to squeal in anticipation. Hurrying to the back, she pulled out the jar of milk from the fridge. When she heard the princess shriek in delight, she leaped into the air and clapped her hands. Ignoring the milk sloshing all over her arms, she rushed into the dining room.
“Do you like it?” she asked breathlessly. “Is it really the same pie?”
“It’s perfect!” the first princess cried.
“Exquisite,” the second princess confirmed.
“We may need another one,” the third princess warned, helping herself to a second piece.
Meg clapped her hands in glee. “I’m so glad you liked it,” she said, heaving a sigh of relief. “I also made you a candy bar pie. I thought you could taste test it for me.” She pulled it out of the refrigerated pie case and placed it on the table. The princesses’ eyes went wide with greed. Licking their lips, they each cut themselves a thick slice of pie.
“This is unbelievable,” the first princess sighed, closing her eyes in bliss.
“This might be better than the peanut butter ice cream pie,” the second princess whispered, hoping the others didn’t notice her blasphemous confession.
“We might need another one of these too,” the third princess confirmed, helping herself to a second slice of the candy bar pie.
“Well, this is a change!”
Meg whirled around. Penelope stood in the doorway, her green eyes twinkling. Her brown hair was pinned up on both sides of her head in ribbon looped pigtails exploding with curls. Her rich red dress was covered with a colorful polka dot apron and her red heels shimmered with her every step.
“Thanks for watching the store for me,” Penelope continued, as causal as she had just popped down to the corner store instead of being gone for days. “It seems like you’ve learned about pies since I’ve been gone.”
The first princess reached out and grabbed Penelope’s apron strings. “Ma’am, you must hire her,” she begged. “She makes the best pies.”
“The first one tasted like sawdust, but the peanut butter ice cream pie tastes just like I remember,” the second princess confirmed. “And the candy bar pie….oh my. It’s really good.”
“It’s beyond good,” the third princess argued, helping herself to a fourth piece. “It’s phenomenal. It’s unbelievable. It’s amazing. It’s stupendous. It’s delicious. Drool-worthy. Tasty…”
“Ok, ok,” Penelope interrupted, her peals of laughter filling the store. Her green eyes danced as she focused them on Meg. “Did you manage to whip up a pie for me?”
Meg nodded. Her stomach twisted in knots and her hands were coated in sweat. “It’s right back here,” she said. Biting her lip, she lead Penelope into the kitchen.
To be continued….
Candy Bar Pie
Recipe and picture from Southern Living and myrecipes.com
Ingredients
- 3 (2.07-oz.) chocolate-coated caramel-peanut nougat bars
- 1 baked Pretzel Crust
- 1 1/2 (8-oz.) packages cream cheese, softened
- 1/2 cup sugar
- 1/3 cup sour cream
- 1/3 cup creamy peanut butter
- 2 large eggs
- 2/3 cup semisweet chocolate morsels
- 2 tablespoons whipping cream
- 1/4 cup coarsely chopped, lightly salted peanuts
Preparation
1. Preheat oven to 325°. Cut candy bars into 1/4-inch pieces; arrange over bottom of crust.
2. Beat cream cheese and sugar at medium speed with an electric mixer until blended. Add sour cream and peanut butter, beating at low speed until well blended. Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating just until yellow disappears after each addition. Spoon cream cheese mixture over candy on crust.
3. Bake at 325° for 35 to 40 minutes or until set. Remove to a wire rack, and let cool 1 hour or until completely cool. Cover and chill 2 hours.
4. Microwave chocolate and cream in a microwave-safe bowl at HIGH for 30 seconds or until melted and smooth, stirring at 15-second intervals. Drizzle over top of cooled pie, and sprinkle evenly with peanuts.
Stay tuned, Invisible Friends! Tomorrow we have a ode to peanut butter…and peanut butter cookie recipe! Friday we have a new Twirl and this weekend, a new creative woman and whimsical fun!
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April 22nd, 2009 at 2:10 am
Thanks for coming over! Yum, that looks delicious
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:45 am
Dude…there’s something funny on that pie….what is it????
AHA…..Tinkerbell has been here!
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:57 am
“Biscuit took an indignant lick, cream trembling on her whiskers. “You said you knew exactly what you wanted to do.”…..
April 22nd, 2009 at 4:18 am
Just like every week, keep me hanging! This pie looks fantastic!
April 22nd, 2009 at 4:47 am
heck, i like candy bars enough just straight from the wrapper, but to shroud them in peanut butter and cream cheese? well that’s just not fair.
April 22nd, 2009 at 4:48 am
Okay, I clearly just started paying attention, but is the Penelope’s Pie Shop series counting down? And to what? I find this ominous. And not at all like pie.
April 22nd, 2009 at 4:56 am
Ooh, candy bar pie with a pretzel crust, so decadent!
You asked what kind of fairy I would like to have living in my garden… I would like a peony fairy, with a big, pale pink blossom for a hat and a a dress made of hydrangea leaves and cream coloured lace. Pointed shoes, a brown pixie cut and rosebud lips. She could dance around and swim in my pond and make friends with the bunnies that come out at night. I would leave her mini cupcakes and berries on the deck in the evenings.
April 22nd, 2009 at 5:03 am
Yum! It is going to be just as good for Penelope, right?
April 22nd, 2009 at 5:09 am
Ok, while I’m left hanging, yet again, I think I will dive face first into this pie!
April 22nd, 2009 at 5:56 am
Ooohh hmmmm candy bar pie. . . **Drool**
And it has a pretzel crust and I LOVE pretzel crusts. Delicious!!!
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:10 am
Candy Bar Pie, right up my alley! Love it!
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:14 am
This story just gets better and better duckie, as do those pies! Just when I think I couldn’t bear to leave one pie, you discover another. Wonderful! Drool-worthy for sure…
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:29 am
May I copy this?
Bliss, I want some bliss!!!!!!!
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:41 am
That Candy Bar Pie is really fantastic!
I think I’ll eat the remaining 7/8!
April 22nd, 2009 at 7:03 am
Once again, another great story and delicious recipe!
April 22nd, 2009 at 7:23 am
What kind of pie will it be???????????
yum yum yum.
Hey have you ever seen the move Waitress with Kerri Rusell? all about pies…
April 22nd, 2009 at 7:27 am
It definitely looks stupendous, delicious and drool-worthy!! I haven’t had a candy bar pie in ages. YUM! I would like to be a pie eating princess when I grow up!
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:15 am
Excuse me while I wipe the drool off my chin. Yummy!!
Can’t wait to see what her next pie is.
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:21 am
I have a picture in my head of Penelope and I love it! Another great recipe too….yum!
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:32 am
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April 22nd, 2009 at 8:39 am
Yum! Great pie. Candy bars and pies – how can you go wrong?
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:52 am
I love candy bars too. Candy bar pie is even better! There’s no telling what kind of pie she made..
April 22nd, 2009 at 9:11 am
I have been trying to avoid all these sweet temptations.. yumm! I love the little blurb, “I was born for fame”! Cute story..
April 22nd, 2009 at 9:15 am
HAVE. TO. MAKE. THIS. ASAP!
Where do I get the baked pretzel crust… was it mentioned before and I’m just getting in my blonde points for the day or can I buy it at the store?!
Drooling!
kHm
April 22nd, 2009 at 9:27 am
Well Hello! Thanks for stopping by. I love this recipe! YUM. I can see I will be back here. Great and I was doing so well on my bikini workout too. lol
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:00 am
Hey girl – thanks for stopping in to see me today.
Nope, the lie was about me losing 150 lbs. I have always been skinny. 
I do play piano and tennis.
Your pies look delicious.
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:13 am
Very very very nice recipe. Fit for a princess, or a really hard-to-please commoner.
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:16 am
Oh my gosh… drooooooool. I am so jealous of those princesses! That candy bar pie sounds amazing! Where did you get all these fabulous pie recipes?
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:31 am
I’m movin’ in with the pricesses and taking over ALL the pie! That way I’ll have the inside scoop on the story AND I won’t ob over here slobbering on my computer screen
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:55 am
Oh how I love those pie pictures! Makes me crave sweets!
April 22nd, 2009 at 11:05 am
oh my gosh – i want to SEE what she made for penelope!
April 22nd, 2009 at 11:09 am
Stop tempting me with that pie! Ugh, it looks so good! Btw, no poo flinging with the monkeys this time – but I KNOW what you mean! LOL
April 22nd, 2009 at 11:24 am
I haven’t even had my breakfast yet, but now I’m craving pie!
*DROOL*
April 22nd, 2009 at 11:38 am
Deeelicious and I’d love to know what he made for Penelope, yum! Jane x
April 22nd, 2009 at 11:51 am
Oh my goodness, I will have to try this. It looks super yummy. I would feel super honored to be featured on your blog! Email me and we can chat. (my email is to the side of my blog) Thanks & hope you have a great day.
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:00 pm
What delicious looking pies, yummy!
Cheers,
elra
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:20 pm
What pie did she make…hmmmm. The candy bar pie looks and sounds amazing – my husband would really dig it.
By the way, I totally thought of YOU when I made the Mexican rice casserole – I think you would like it.
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:21 pm
What is the pretzel crust? This sounds amazing both the story and the pie! I can’t wait to see what kind of pie Penelope gets.
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:28 pm
okay – this I am going to have to try – only b/c I know no one else will eat it – and I won’t have to share!
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:34 pm
Oh how delicious!!
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:44 pm
Ohh, I don’t think she could do wrong with a Southern Living inspired pie! Yum yum!
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Hi! I saw that you came by my blog and paid me a visit, and I just wanted to say, THANK YOU OH-SO-MUCH! That just means so much to me! I LOVE COMMENTS!
I love Candy Bars. I love Pies. I also noticed last night that I am getting a little chunky in my mid section, OK? This post is not going to help me in that department, for I am drooling as we speak, which ultimately means I am TOTALLY going to have to try this!!! YUM! YUM!
Thanks for sharing! This is low-fat, right?
Love,
Taryn
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:24 pm
You seriously need to turn these into children’s books. They are brilliant!
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:31 pm
Great minds!
We are on the same page…
Thanks for stopping by my blog today, and drooling over my Reese’s Trifle!
YUM!
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:16 pm
I think it is the apple pie filling/peanut butter/cream cheese/whipped cream/graham cracker/chocolate dessert pie my grandmother once made. Took every darn bowl in the house. She never made that again.
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:19 pm
Augh! We have to wait to find out what kind of pie she made???
The candy bar pie looks fantastic.
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:34 pm
So I’d love to sign up for the job of princess and request pies all day long. I’d be the one with a fork in my dress at the ready
April 22nd, 2009 at 4:45 pm
Candy bar pie heaven!!!!! I have to make that!!!! I can almost taste it! Can Meg whip one up and send it to me?
April 22nd, 2009 at 5:33 pm
Oh man, that looks so good. Must hold back….
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:30 pm
I enjoyed this edition, like always!
April 22nd, 2009 at 7:06 pm
ok. seriously. pie for breakfast day. it needs to be soon. cause i want this candy bar pie. you’re killing me.
April 22nd, 2009 at 7:11 pm
That candy bar pie looks AMAZING! I am printing out this recipe. Part of me wants to make it right now…lol… If I had all the ingredients I think that I would! I’m such a peanut butter/chocolate nut. yummmm.
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:03 pm
uh yum!! I haven’t had pie in forever!! Also, I tagged you! Go check out my blog & you will see!!
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:26 pm
What type of pie for breakfast?
Well, i’m all for the humble apple pie, but I got thinking that really, pie that has any fruit in it has got to be good for you and therefore will be an excellent choice for breakfast. And also, because there will be lashings of ice-cream/cream/custard, the fruit will cancel that all out…but then again, that Candy Bar Pie looks incredibly delicious so maybe whatever the stomach can handle in the morning!
Creating your stories into sugarpaste or vice versa would be loads of fun, hmmm, I wouldn’t mind being a millionaire either! hehe
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:27 pm
I would like more stories, a slice of pie, and a chance to be featured. You are more fun than a bag of puppies.
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:48 pm
I might have to save up a few weeks worth of Pie shop stories to read all at once s I won’t be so bummed out when you say continued..
And this time I ate cereal while reading so I wouldn’t be tempted by the pie. Though it looks delicious…
April 23rd, 2009 at 7:51 am
Catherine is right! You are a princess! I love that recipe! I am truly going to be a baking fool this weekend!
I love this story with my whole heart!
April 23rd, 2009 at 10:50 am
You are the most creative person in blogland!
Plus, you have amazing pictures of food.
April 23rd, 2009 at 11:13 am
Can’t wait to see what pie she’s dreamed up.
That candy bar pie looks good!
~ingrid
April 23rd, 2009 at 1:40 pm
Hooray for Pie stories!
April 23rd, 2009 at 6:36 pm
First, that pie looks wonderful…
Second, I think this might be my favorite story….can’t wait to read more!
April 24th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
~Awesome~ I LOVE this story! I wish I could tell you why?
Some sort of wonderful chilhood memory I think!
You must make a childrens book or movie out of it or both.
~Wonderful job!
April 30th, 2009 at 6:08 pm
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May 5th, 2009 at 6:59 pm
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February 28th, 2010 at 1:26 pm
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