Hold on to your Pancreas!

Apparently, we here at Burnstopia believe that Sundays are for sending yourself into a diabetic coma of bliss. So, for your Monday morning pleasure I have yet another tale of sugary love for you.

You start with a revivifying nap and then add one of these:

Then you gather up some yummy ingredients--like 2 cups of sugar in a sauce pan of LOVE.

And a creamy and delicious custard-y filling like this:

Then you start making the magic...you have to cook the sugar in the sauce pan of LOVE:

It crystallizes first and then it melts and browns and
turns into this beautiful pot of sugary goodness:

Then you add the creamy and delicious custard-y goodness and it turns into a big ol' mess:

But then the sugary goodness and the custardy goodness come together in a melty, romantic sauce pan of LOVE and look like this:

Then that melty romantic goodness has to BOIL and once it does it starts to look like this:

Then you add the last two elements of a happy marriage:

Pour the whole creamy, fat-laden, sugary mixture of BLISS into the aforementioned pie crust and voila!

That, my friends, is Butterscotch Cream Pie--requested by and assisted with by the Husband here at Burnstopia. Recipe courtesy of mi familia. The name says butterscotch but it tastes more like caramel. It's good hot or cold, summer or winter. I like it warm and in the fall but the Husband likes it cold and year round.

The Boy is unimpressed: