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Coffee “S’mores” Pie

Juliette Low founded the Girl Scouts of America on March 12, 1912. On September 15, 1985, I joined their illustrious ranks, as a member of Troop 207. Those early days of scouting were character-building, they said. Mostly I was bored, and wished I could bring a book. Forced to craft an orange, vinyl¬†sit-upon sitting in a classroom one afternoon after school, I was incensed.¬†I thought this was bullshit because¬†a sit-upon¬†is basically an uncomfortable cushion made of plastic and I had two couches and a bed and a Cabbage Patch Kid bed tent¬†at home. My sitting/reclining needs were met. They hadn’t told me we were going to¬†be¬†spending an entire weekend¬†without television and sleeping¬†outside.

My mom accompanied me to girl scout camp, held, of all places, in the great outdoors.¬†This bummed me out considerably, because at¬†seven and a half, I was planning to use this rare opportunity to run away from home (through the wild woods of Niantic, Connecticut) to meet circus performing gypsies and resume my rightful existence. I had long been convinced I was not my parents’ child, and knew if I could just find more interesting people with whom to live everything would be all right. My mother, as usual, foiled my plans for greatness and escape. She insisted on coming along.

She did prove useful in a number of arenas. She¬†showed us¬†a very cool flashlight game we could play in our tent after lights out; she taught us silly songs¬†that seemed¬†bristling with innuendo to¬†sing around the campfire; and she knew how to make s’mores. The way to properly impale your marshmallow on a clean stick and keep it hovering just above the flame, turning it slowly, so that it toasts but¬†does not¬†burn. The perfect ratio of chocolate to graham to golden, oozing marshmallow. I never did run away; not that weekend anyway. Camp turned out to be better than anticipated. And my mom, I was beginning to suspect, had more than a few tricks up her sleeve.

This pie is incredibly easy and incredibly delicious. The chocolate ganache is, as you might expect, rich, dense, and decadent. The meringue is more like a grown-up fluff, if there is such a thing, and the crust is made with Nutella. What could be better than that?¬†Bring this the next time you’re invited to a picnic, a cookout, or camping in a friend’s backyard. S’mores make¬†us nostalgic for simpler times, childhood, summers long past. This dessert will make everyone at your party feel dreamy and content.

Coffee “S’mores” Pie
Adapted from a recipe in Bon Appetit

Ingredients:

For the Graham Cracker Crust:

  • 9 whole graham crackers, ground in a food processor
  • 2 tablespoons heavy cream
  • 2 tablespoons Nutella
  • 1 oz semisweet chocolate, melted
  • 1 tablespoon unsalted butter, melted

For the Coffee Ganache:

  • 12 oz semisweet chocolate chips
  • 2 tablespoons (1/4 stick) unsalted butter, cut into 1/2-inch cubes
  • 1 1/4 cup heavy cream
  • 2 tablespoons finely ground coffee beans

For the Meringue:

  • 2 large egg whites
  • 1/2 cup sugar

Method:

For the Graham Cracker Crust:

Mix ingredients in a small bowl. Press mixture into a 9-inch metal or glass pie dish. Chill until crust is firm, about thirty minutes.

For the Coffee Ganache:

Combine chocolate and butter in a large bowl. In a small saucepan bring coffee, cream and 2 tablespoons water to a boil. Remove from heat; cover and let steep for five minutes. Strain cream mixture through a sieve into the bowl of chocolate and butter. Stir until mixture is melted and smooth. Pour into the crust and smooth the top. Chill until set, about an hour.

For the Meringue:

Use beaters to blend egg whites until light and frothy. Add sugar in four parts, beating for one minute after each addition. Continue beating until egg whites are stiff and glossy. Spoon meringue over ganache, smooth and swirl. If desired, use a kitchen torch to toast the meringue to a golden brown. Pie can be made eight hours ahead. Keep chilled.

This month, Portland area bloggers are blogging about pie. You can read what our colleagues have to say on the subject here, here, and here.



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  1. Stacey

    Shut the front door. Yum! This looks ah-mazing. I was a scout from brownies to whatever they call 6th grade girls. Our troop leader was a wonderful lady who took us to the old folks’ home close by to play Bingo with the residents, then to Dairy Queen to get Blizzards. Loved her. Thanks for making me smile after a very bad day at work.


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