Mississippi Mud Pie

Cupcakes, muffins and doughnuts are all very well, but I felt it was time to attempt something a bit trickier in order to gain favour with my housemates.  As such, I returned to my old nemesis: the Hummingbird Bakery’s Mississippi Mud Pie.

With a glaringly obvious crack down the middle, it was not the most photogenic of pies, but it stood, brave and bare without its cream topping, just a sprinkling of cocoa powder between its crisp surface and complete nakedness. 

Pastry always requires a stern word with the dough and a little prayer to the God of Pastry before it goes in the oven.  Thankfully this time it seemed to work, as it came out short and golden brownish.  The middle involved a mixture of chocolate and golden syrup so that was less of a worry, although next time a small sacrifice to the God of the Top of Pies might make it more even.  Or, failing that, something scientifically accurate.

So was it pie-fect or pie-tiful?  It was described by one housemate as sex in a cake, so this perhaps suggests it is closer to the former.  It was also responsible for a mini fight and a bit of friendly bullying, which is always the response bakers are looking for.  As such, it seems that the mighty Mississippi Mud Pie has at last been mastered.  Let’s hope that it is a permanent victory and that future attempts do not see me eating humble pie.