Polly and all, my husband was asking me what I was doing when I was
typing out my recipe. When I told him, he got this wistful look on
his face, so I knew a pie was in the making. I went out to the
kitchen and made one right then and there. We are lucky enough to get
a big box of pecans every year from our daughter, who lives in the
south. So...pecan pie was tonights dessert and I'm in a sugar
comatose state. A pin would make me pop. It was luscious, firm, not
runny, crunchy toasted pecans on top....now, aren't you all just ready
to make one? Donna