Sugar Cream Pie

Sugar Cream Pie is truly a regional specialty.  I had never heard of one until I met Andy.  In case you missed the memo, both Andy and I started our lives in the Midwest.  He was born in Indiana, I was born in Illinois.

Even though Illinois and Indiana are so close to each other, this pie calls Indiana home, and most folks across the border have never heard of it.  Same with buckeye balls, I never heard of those before Andy either.

Some version of sugar cream pie was made by Andy’s Aunt Alice, but I have not been blessed with any recipes.  She was the pie baker for Andy’s grandmother’s restaurant, Elizabeth Parker’s in Richmond, Indiana.  Eventually she was the pie baker for Uncle Bill and Aunt Karen when they took over the restaurant.  Andy loved all of Alice’s pies, except perhaps chocolate.  He isn’t a chocolate fan.

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Cinnamon Pie Crust Pinwheels aka Rollie Pollies

I heard it again today. Actually I didn’t hear anything, it was a text.

DD: How long do I bake these things.

Inner voice: What things?

Me: Huh?

DD: The roly things with pie crust.

Inner voice: Haven’t we talked about this at least a dozen times?

Me: “Until they look done.” I was driving and that was the best response I could give based on stoplight time – driving and texting is bad, bad, bad!

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