To the Woman in Front of Me at the Ticket Cashing-In Counter of Chuck E. Cheese:
I’d like to start off by saying that you are definitely the World’s Best Mom.
And you love your kids like….a super lot.
This was made abundantly clear during what felt like hours, as I watched you agonize over what prizes to get in exchange for your child’s tickets.
I could tell that you are probably also the World’s Best Wife. This was made obvious by the tone of voice your husband used when you asked him, for the fiftieth time, if he thought your two year old would like the “foam dice” or the “star sunglasses”.
I’m also a little embarrassed to admit that your vast knowledge of Chuck E. Cheese policy trumps mine. I had no idea that you could actually try out the prizes to help you make a decision.
And your foam dice demonstration was definitely an educational experience.
Who knew that when you roll a die…..it shows you a number comprised of small dots.
I, for one, was impressed.
And honestly, I didn’t mind that I was standing behind you…waiting….with a 6 year old.
On his birthday.
I mean, who cares that he had to stand there and watch you try on star sunglasses about 20 times? We all know that every 6 year old boy’s dream is to watch a cheap-star-sunglasses-trying-on marathon.
And does it REALLY matter that by this point your daughter had completely lost interest and moved on to eating stale Pop Rocks that were lodged in the carpet?
Once again, you are simply to be commended. You stuck to the task at hand while at the same time, allowing your child to fill her sugar quota for the day by any means possible.
You, my fellow mom, are definitely a thoughtful and considerate person. I can tell, from just that one experience, that you always make new Kool Aid instead of putting the empty pitcher in the refrigerator, and never, ever, leave an empty toilet paper roll for the next person.
Thanks for winning at life, and being an awesome person in general. My son thanks you too.
P.S. If you came to my house right now, I would definitely NOT smash this pie in your face.
P.P.S. No really, I wouldn’t.
P.P.S.S. Okay, you brat, I probably would. So stay away.
**Adapted from Classic Southern Desserts.
3 regular size Snicker Bars
1 1/2 (8 oz) packages of cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup sugar
1/3 cup sour cream
1/2 cup creamy peanut butter
2 large eggs
2/3 cup semi sweet chocolate chips
2 Tablespoons whipping cream
1/4-1/2 cup chopped Peanut M&M’s
2 cups finely crushed pretzel sticks
1/4 cup firmly packed light brown sugar
3/4 cup melted butter
Make the Crust:
Preheat oven to 350. Stir together all ingredients; firmly press crumb mixture on bottom, up sides, and onto lip of a lightly greased pie plate. Bake at 350 for 10-12 minutes or until lightly browned. Remove to a wire rack, and cool crust for 1 hour or until completely cool before filling.
Preheat oven to 325. Cut candy bars into 1/4 inch pieces; arrange over bottom of crust.
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 mixture evenly over candy on crust.
Bake at 325 for 35 to 40 minutes or until set. Remove to a wire rack and let cool for an hour. Cover and chill for 2 hours.
Microwave chocolate chips and cream in a microwave safe bowl for 30 seconds, or until melted and smooth, stirring every 15 seconds. Drizzle over top of cooled pie and sprinkle with Peanut M&M’s.
After making this pie, I have decided that all future pies shall have a pretzel crust.
Except for coconut pie.
And cherry pie.
Okay, maybe pretzel crust isn’t so great for EVERYTHING. But it is wonderful, easy, and a nice change.
And it smells really good in the oven.
Throwing Snickers on top doesn’t hurt, either.