Apple Cheese Bacon Pie

And its shadow ilk.

(Pie isn't really menacing enough to have shadow ilk...I just like the phrase. I blame Roommates. But back to pie.)

I noticed that I failed to blog about the pie like I promised, so here's a very late attempt at recompense three weeks after said pie was made. Oh well. 

I heard about this pie while wandering around on the internet a couple of months ago, and the idea of apples, bacon, and cheese all being melded together in one glorious dish was mind-boggling. I know they put cheese on apple pie in Wisconsin and stuff...but cheese IN pie sounds better. And it looked more appealing than a glob of funky cheese sauce.

The recipe called for the apples to be freshly sliced and cooked in a kind of light sauce made from chicken bullion. I used too much bullion, and it turned out rather on the salty side, but oh well.

It looks kinda gross now. But baking reveals a melding of deliciousness and layers that none would imagine coming from that mess.

And a top makes everything better.

I got excited and was taking pictures through the glass door...and looking at this picture I see weird faces in the reflections and I think I've lost it. O.o

I have never been able to cut a pretty piece of pie in my life. Mangling them is my MO, so there ya go.

(MO also stands for 'multifaceted obsessionist', if you were wondering. And it's the first two letters of my name. And...I'll stop now.)

As I mentioned earlier, it was pretty delicious, if a bit on the salty side. And peeling the apples would have been nice. *was too lazy to peel them and would have felt guilty about doing so anyway and being wasteful*

I'll try to make it again sometime. Next time it will be even better!