Danger! ...pie.

 We've been watching a bunch of Woody Allen movies lately. It all started when Nanc was like, "Let's watch all the Academy Award movies before the ceremony!" Then we watched Midnight in Paris, and Nanc was like, "Let's watch all the Woody Allen movies!" and the Oscars were thrown out the window... true story. Anyway if you haven't seen Midnight in Paris do yourself a favor and go watch it right now. Drop everything. Seriously. (accept finish my blog first, duh.). Anyway tonight we watched Manhattan Murder Mystery and were feeling dangerous, so I made this pie (that's really a lie because i've been planning on making this pie for the past 2 days and i was stranded in the kitchen molding candy anyway, so i was like, "now's a good time." But really we've been planning on watching the movie for a week so i mean which came first? This is all very interesting, i know).

 I spent a large part of my weekend on this site called Pintrest that Tracy Willow introduced me to. If you want to throw away 5 hours of your day and make it feel like 2 seconds go to this site (or meditate). I found this pie called Banoffee "Danger" Pie (presumably because it's so effing delicious) and was like, I'm gonna do it! Also it contains Condensed Milk, which i've recently discovered to be the best sweet thing in the world. And then this conversation happened.

Me: I found this new pie recipe where you boil the shit out of some condensed milk, it's Irish.
Nanc: Oh Banoffee pie?
Me: You've had it before?
Nanc: We all had it when we went to Ireland. 
Me: Oh, I don't remember it.
Nanc: Also Eileen makes it sometimes.
Me: Does she.
Nanc: Yeah, you've had it a few times.
Me: I think you're wrong.
Nanc: No. Only she uses two cans of condensed milk, and it's seriously good.
Me: I see.
Dad: Pick up some ice cream when you go to the store.
Me: I'm making pie for desert.
Dad: There's always midnight.

 So boil the shit out of a can of condensed milk for 2 1/2 hours and then let it cool for four hours, then right before you're done have your mom come in and tell you to use two cans, if you're "serious." But you're a fucking nutter if you think i'm going through six hours of a can shaking wildly on the stove top with the warning: Keep can fully submerged at all times, or lid might explode, again. Danger! Culinary adventures. 

For the crust melt a stick of butter and mix with 1 1/2 cups ground graham crackers.

Slice up three bananas and add the "toffee."

Refridgerate one hour.

Spread with whipped cream, and shave some quality chocolate on top. Or if you're Nanc, and a rule breaker, shave chocolate onto pie before refrigerating, then put whipped cream on each slice individually... Yeah right.

This shit is fucking ridiculous.

Seriously though. You'll have a sugar high for like seventeen days, but sooooo worth it. 

Also i'm pretty sure i've never had this pie before, but through in a cup of coffee and it's so heavenly you might forget who you are, let alone what pie you ate.