It is a running joke with all my friends and family that every recipe I have starts with a cube of butter. Well, it’s not really a joke but pretty much the truth. When I saw one of my favorite pie places in San Francisco had a browned butter sweet potato pie on its menu, I had to find out to make my own, and so googled the recipe. I changed things around a little and made this version:
It was really good, but a whole pie is a bit much for Terry and me to consume on our own. My wonderful mail carrier delivered a box to my door on Saturday, and as a reward, I cut a slice for her and tucked it into a wax paper bag. Bless her heart, she left this note for me yesterday:
Since we have finished off the pie, I decided to make another banana pudding.