This is supposed to be Banana Creme Pie with Meringue. You can’t see the meringue not because we ate it all, but because it ended up on the floor. So this is what happened:

My sister and I made this pie and it was good. Very good. So we were very proud of ourselves. I put the finished pie on a cookie sheet and attempted to put the pie into the oven to brown the meringue. Unfortunately, I completely underestimated the weight of the pie and my ability to put the cookie sheet into the oven with one hand. My wrist, which has, say, the circumference of a toothpick, started to strain as the pie slid towards the edge of the sheet and teetered precariously over the edge. I started shrieking for someone, anyone to help me.

I think I was saying, “SAAAAAAAVE IT!”

It was too late. The pie went free falling and landed with a splat on the tiled kitchen floor.

My sister, not 2 feet away, still maintains that she was too far away to save our dessert. Pregnant or no, I expect a full out game-saving, bases-loaded, baseball slide for Banana Creme Pie.

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