Did you grow up in Seattle? There was a great downtown area back in the day making it a very walkable city. I still like it, but I like my youthful memories even more. The department stores lining the streets had large picture windows that were always well decorated. At Christmas, it was magical. My favorite was Frederick and Nelson. They were like your great aunt, the one who was comfortably well-off and always carried a lace trimmed hankie. Dowager is the word that springs to mind
They sold something that no one else in the state sold…Frango Mints. I would forgo my chocolate disdain to have a Frango because I love mint. In the lowest level, there was a lunch counter and a candy kingdom that would have made Willy Wonka proud. The candy ladies in their white uniforms sat at tables behind the candy counters forming and dipping all the different candies F&N made. There would always be spectators oohing and aahing.
So, what does this Seattle tour have to do with pie? After years of trying to make fudge taste like a Frango, I tasted this pie recipe. I begged for the recipe and finely was able to try making it myself. I must say it really fits the bill. Frangos don’t knock you in the face with their chocolate base and the mint is subtle and worth savoring, just like this pie. It’s very rich and a small piece will be perfect for most, but be real and go for it. You will love it.
8 or 9 inch graham cracker crust
2 cubes of butter at room temperature
2 cups powdered sugar
1 teaspoon peppermint extract
4 squares unsweetened chocolate
Nuts, if you want them.
Cream butter and sugar until very smooth and creamy.
Beat eggs and add to sugar mixture.
Melt chocolate and add.
Add optional nuts.
Pour filling into crust and refrigerate at least overnight. This is very important.
* From the Recipe Box:
I so enjoyed Frango Mints. They were sold exclusively at Frederick and Nelson back in the day. You could even watch them being made.
This pie is a very close approximation of the candy.
I usually throw a few Oreos into my graham cracker crust.
and remember: I’d rather regret the things I have done than the things I haven’t done. Big kiss, Lynn